Going to Monza is always a pleasure. One of the few remaining dinosaur race tracks, it is oozing with memories of epic races and fallen heroes. The photograph of Sebastian Vettel speeding through Lesmo, between shadow and light, following a strip of pavement that cuts through the majestic trees of Parco di Monza, is an illustration of the magic that one feels in what is truly a Temple of Speed. But dinosaurs eventually die, as did Zandvoort, Zeltweg, Brands Hatch, Dijon, Estoril, Imola, or Watkins Glen, sacrified on the altar of corporate interests. Fans and tifosi find themselves lost in the immensity of faraway Tilkedromes, wondering why the magnificent dinosaurs had to die. Long life to Monza!

Two months without tasting the flavor of victory: must have felt like eternity, for Sebastian Vettel! Now all is back to business as usual, one two for Red Bull, the Magic Drink Team is on top once again. Spa-Francorchamps, especially in the rain, is really a magic place: the rain and spray linger on between the rows of tall, dark pine trees, and the F1 missiles cut through this thick mass of grey matter. Unique. Congrats to Bruno for his superb qualfiying, Ayrton must have been proud of his nephew up there. And finally, thumbs up to the brave returning Kaiser, last on the grid for none of his fault, and 5th at the checkered flag! The old man is still kickin'...