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JPS my arse


Trying to look like a successful car from the past that was actually the colour scheme of a cigarette brand? That'll be the Renault-Lotus-Whatever team, then.

On the positive side, whilst their name (whatever it actually is) will cause confusion with Team Lotus this year, at least the colour scheme won't. The idea of 4 green and gold coloured cars with near-identical names was number 1 stupid idea of the year.

Already causing a bit of a stir are the car's odd popping-out-of-the-front-of-the-sidepod exhaust exits. If the first round of testing is anything to go by, the car seems quick, with Bob K fastest on day 3.

Kubica is a great driver, who should be in a top team, and could well bag a championship, given the right car. Could this be the right car....? Kubica's talent might just be dragging it higher up the pecking order than it would normally be, though.

In the other seat, surprisingly, is Petrov. Patchy last season, he was occasionally great (especially holding of Alonso at the end of the season), but too often he made stupid errors. Mind you, Massa used to do that, and he came within a minute of the title.

In previous guises, this team won World Championships, and so has the Renault engine. Can they do it in '11? Doubt it, but you never know...

(Odd cassette choice tonight - the frankly disturbing "The Truth And The Light - Music From The X Files". Eerie doesn't cover it....)

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