Renault - Very fast X-Factor

If you're Romain Grosjean or Bruno Senna (which if you are, well... er hello. You may not like this next bit...) you were probably hoping to get the odd chance to go near a Lotus-Renault-Whatever this year, and maybe (if you were extra good) even touch one. In your wildest dreams, the thought probably occurred to you that Petrov might get inexplicably lost and not be seen for a fortnight (which isn't THAT far fetched, really) and you'd get to drive the car for a race.

So when Kubica had his rallying incident, you'd forgive them for thinking that this just might be their big chance. Unfortunately for them, no-one else sees it that way. Both have had a chance in F1. Grosjean was massively average, and Senna got trumped by a guy who hadn't driven an F1 car for yonks, when Klien got a go on the HRT merry-go-round.

L-R-W have wisely decided to try and get hold of someone half-decent instead. Actually, there aren't many people as good as Kubica, so it's a tough gig for whoever gets it. Heidfeld will be testing the car this weekend, and de la Rosa and even Raikkonen's name's have been mentioned. Pedro's name rhymes with what he is - Slow. And Kimi is.... well, bonkers. Quick, but bonkers. And he hasn't driven an F1 car since wandering off with a few million bob of Ferrari's in his back pocket.

Whilst Quick Nick might not have the outright talent of Robert, he's got recent experience, has already driven on Pirellis, knows how to set up a car and is more than capable of bagging points.

Give him the job, Mr Boullier. Go on - make my 2 previous blog posts about Nick leaving F1 look silly. I really don't mind.

(Still Messrs Floyd - Us And Them.....)

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