The circuit is modeled on this pattern, so that right after the start/finish line the track bends
right in an endless curl, seemingly designed (in fact, it is) for crossing both racing lines and destinies. High and
above flies Kimi, who bags both Williams car on the first lap, embellishing an otherwise dull Chinese GP with a
heart-shattering moment which gives the guys in the garage a burst of pure joy.
Well, there’s nothing to complain about. Three races, three podium finishes.
Sebastian sprays the champagne with the calm awareness of a man who knows he accomplished his job the best possible way.
The Chinese public, roaring from the grandstands for every plot
twist, did pray for a different end from the last lap that the safety car put to sleep. They were probably not the only ones. But knowing that Seb will always give hunt, like a purebreeed greyhound, is warming our hearts for the races to come.
That boy who at the end of the day knocks at our office door to say ‘Hallo’ to everybody, is something more than a real champion. At Maranello, we call his kind ‘resources’.
Since Melbourne it was clear that is pace was there, Sepang gave confirmations that he is still capable of (great) overtaking, An odd qualifying puts him back in third row but, in a way, sets on is charge from the start, showing what he and the SF15-T can do together.
We leave Shanghai with a third and a fourth place: no miracles were made in China, but we do know that we are there and can keep growing, while F1 begins its long march back to the West.