It might be blindingly obvious but I love Formula One.
I love the competition on the track as much as in the garage, the speed, the noise, and ultimately how close to the limit the drivers are willing to get.
I love how passionate its fans are, how your heart stops when the lights go out; how you groan in despair, scream in delight and set alarms for the middle of the night. The camaraderie during the season and the support throughout the winter, the jokes and the banter, the soaring highs and crushing blows. I love it all.
And I love to write, just in case that wasn’t clear either…