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Hurrah! It's another car launch!

Last season, not many cars started the season with prospects as dim as Force India - maybe only Toro Rosso. But Vijay's mob certainly surprised us all later in the season, with Fisi pulling off a fantastic pole at Spa and following it up with second in the race. True - they only managed this kind of pace at fast circuits, but it definitely showed promise.

They have Mercedes engines & gearboxes again this year, and clearly aim to move up a notch this season too. The big question is: Can they though? They should be better than the new teams (if any of them make it apart from Virgin and Lotus) and must be hoping to beat Red Bull II as well. But who else? Toyota have gone. Williams? Optimistic, surely? Should be interesting to see. One negative comes to mind - they're missing the experienced Fisichella.

Adrian Sutil did pretty well last year, putting in some solid performances, but a seemingly dangerous problem with attracting grumpy Finnish drivers in red cars robbed him of any decent results. Is he actually good? Can he avoid really annoying Trulli this year?

Vitantnio Liuzzi didn't dazzle first time out with the Red Bull mob, and only did a few races last year after Fisico left for Ferrari. Make or break year for him I would think - if he doesn't shine, I suspect F1 is definitely over for him.

(A bit of rawk tonight - The Black Crowes, "Twice As Hard")

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