Bit of Willy/Sickly Schumi/New Ferrari/Hulky the 3rd

As none of these stories seemed to warrant a full article (and frankly I'm just plain lazy), here's a news round-up from the last few days, Jenwis-style....

BIT OF WILLY

The Williams team are considering selling shares, but not to raise funds. Eh? Seriously though - who wouldn't want to own a share in one of the most highly respected F1 teams ever? How much, Frank...?

SICKLY SCHUMI

It's fair to say that his questionable ethics have sometime made viewers pretty sick, not to mention Rubens. But apparently, the Schu-meister gets all giddy and poorly when driving an F1 simulator. Slight drawback that. although apparently it's not a problem at all. Of course not. Take some travel sickness pills (those funny tasting pink ones) and get on with it, Michael.

NEW FERRARI

They didn't manage to come first in anything last year, but by way of consolation, Ferrari will be the first team to launch their new car this season... TOMORROW! Stand by for me to be over-excitable again....

HULKY THE 3RD

With Paul di Resta confirmed at Force India, the Incredible Hulkenberg has has to settle into the role of test driver at the same team, although FI's positive policy of actually letting the 3rd driver get in the car on Fridays now and again should keep him in touch. He'll be hoping di Resta or Sutil have a poor season....

(Resolutely uncool tonight, but I really don't give a damn - listening to Billy Joel's "The Ultimate Collection".)

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