It sounds as though Mallory Park is in a bit of a pickle. Verbal decibels have reached danger level in a row over its number of days’ usage and the…

They’ve dug it up to make room for the 2016 Olympics – and I expect I will be sad in the same way that I have come to miss Hockenheim’s…

Can’t beat a snow rally for picturesque dramatic action. Stunning stuff. Even those of my friends who think motor sport the work of the Devil are (very briefly) impressed by…

Mere weeks ago I asserted that Formula 3 has long been the most accurate arbiter of future F1 talent. And I stand by that. Matters are changing fast, though. F3’s…

Those who know me will be aware that I am not averse to a grizzle, a gripe or a groan. According to some I fit that Northern standard of dourness.…

I enjoy all sports bar horse racing; I will never forgive it for regularly interrupting what little televised motor sport there was during my formative 1970s; the parade ring, the…

Footage. Not the billion specks of memory imprinted on sanitised microscopic chips. Rather the reels of it stacked in dusty storerooms: analogue stuff that you can touch – if not…

Qualifying had been “a cold shower”. He was just over two tenths shy of Q2’s fastest lap – but 11th was 11th no matter which way you stacked it. Although…

So Formula 2 has gone under. Again. It disappeared in 1961 too, swallowed by Formula Junior, and also in 1985, when International Formula 3000 replaced it. I can’t say that…

The feel-good slipstream of the London 2012 Games caused me to miss an anniversary that I had long intended to honour: the death, 60 years ago last September, of John…

For more information about the investigation into the green/yellow flag incident, please check back later this morning. Usually I finish my blogging process knee-deep in reference works and/or up to…

I read with great interest Gordon Kirby’s recent blog about the USA’s declining influence on international motor racing. On the flip side, Formula 1 will this weekend again attempt to…