ALBERTO: AND IT IS LIGHTS OUT AT INTERLAGOS! Look at them go through the Senna S, absolute madness! Zumtotel is flying in the Porsche, absolutely untouchable!
ROBERTO: Wait, where is the #87 BMW? I cannot see the Brazilian!
ALBERTO: He is parked, Roberto! Our brave duude has found a spectator with a cooler of cold Brahma before lap one was even finished! People lie, but the cold beer does not!
Hugh Laurie (Team Principal): We expect to be competitive out of box and finish the race. People lie. Our driver chose to investigate the local catering instead. It is a bold tactical error.
ROBERTO: Meanwhile, Claus Damgaard is chasing hard in the De Tomaso, and Bill Shepherd puts the Cobra on the podium! Look at that gap, it is tiny!
ALBERTO: And now, a word from our sponsors: Fofoca Nachos, because waiting for Horta to finish a race burns too many calories!
ROBERTO: Zumtotel takes the chequered flag! Three laps of pure speed!
ALBERTO: Magnifico! Incredible! And now we go home because there is nothing else left to see!
Ps. Liz
