Try to stay awake now - it's RRA time! (and it's not as good as Hammer Time)

Its a tough one to make interesting... so I will instead apply equal measures of sarcasm, vitriol and, possibly, pointless meandering.

Fresh on the heels of yesterday's blog post about HRT (snik!) leaving FOTA, it seems that the teams are now upset about someone (*coughREDBULL*) flaunting the noble agreement that is the Resource Restriction Agreement (RRA).

This worthy concept was introduced voluntarily by the teams themselves a few years ago, and therefore is policed only by their good selves also, which sounds very much like putting me in charge of security at the main Cadbury Creme Egg depot. Wherever that is now. I know nothing. I wouldn't tell you anyway if I did.

Anyway, this agreement limits the amount of time and cash each team can spend on developing various bits of the car, wind-tunnel testing and just about anything to do with making the car whatsoever, the idea being to stop the big teams spending money equivalent to Ireland's overdraft on making a wheel nut just a teensy bit more aerodynamic.

Just for a change, Red Bull are under the microscope, with the insinuation being something along the lines of "You don't go THAT fast unless you cheated". Interesting thought, but one that didn't add up when anyone challenged the RB Boys over their front wing flexing, diffuser, or anything else come to that, last season.

The self-imposed penalties are basically that you lose the amount of time you overspent last season against your development for this season. But cunningly, on an incremental scale. Where have you heard that before? Yup. my FF1 competition. Gits! I'll do you for copyright!

Anyway, investigations are being made, there will doubtless be some bitching, posturing and snidey comments, and the whole thing will go boobies-up in no time.

Still, Red Bull won last year, and no RRA can take that away from them.

Gentleman's agreement? This is F1 we're talking about.....

(Tonight's very thin bit of brown tape doing the analogue hissy thing through my stereo is still the whopping Best Of The Eighties compilation. Arcadia's "Election Day". Crikey.)

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