I was hanging out at the Orange Show Speedway in San Bernardino, California last weekend getting set for some Lucas Oil Modified madness. I bet not one of the 5000 or so motorheads in the stands that day/night had any idea Formula 1 had left the building, er, Indianapolis Motor Speedway.

I bet not one fan could give a corned dog on stick about F1's pompous asses. Frankly, I am with’em. The money grabbin’, greedy, seedy F1 folk can go plant their out of this world attitude in some 3rd world country and steal from some other unsuspecting billionaire.

Oops, they’re already doing that.

Look, the series is run by an old little man with a bad haircut and an ego that could fill 20 Orange Show Speedways. Don’t get me going about the drivers and that includes you Ralph “On The Cheap” Schumacher.

Remember fans, these little whiners are the ones that put the F.U. in Formula 1.

Oh yea, I hear it all the time, F1 is the most technologically advanced motorsports on the planet. Please!

Well then Waldo, why don’t we build a road course at Cape Canaveral and have ourselves some Space Shuttle road racing?

Kool-Aid drinkers, you’ve been on the Eccelstone sauce way to long. Pull your brain trust out of your backside and smell the crap F1 has been pushing out for years now.

Formula 1 reminds me of that unavoidable stench you get in plane bathrooms. You know what I am talking about, we’ve all been there. You’ve seen the big bellied boys b-line to do their business in the plane’s phone booth and no matter how long you wait to break out your bladder bomb, the bathroom flava is still that of a burnt clutch.

F1 stinks no matter how long you wait for it to come back around. Good riddens, I’m more jacked to see the X Games again here in Los Angeles and all the kids getting’ off on real people with archaic decks with wheels. Oooooh, technology.

Formula 1’s formula is wrong.

That's what I Freakin' think.

You?

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