De column is echt ook deze keer weer fucking briljant:
"Did you tape your visor up when I wasn’t looking, or are you riding with your eyes closed again?"
Kleine passage:
"You weren’t riding fast enough to tow anyone anywhere. You were just in the way.
And then you crashed. And then of course Dovi crashed as well. He had obviously lost the will to race along with the will to live. The inside of his race suit was completely filled with his hopeless bitter tears and a few kilos of Spanish gravel.
I have no idea what we’re going to test on Tuesday.
Oh wait…I know! Let’s test Reading And Understanding Team Messages On Your Dashboard.
Here’s some homework. Learn this. There will be a test.
Suggest Mapping One – Lose a Tear-Off. It Might Help You See
Suggest Mapping Two – Come Back Into The Pits So I Can Slap You.
Suggest Mapping Three – Marquez Is Winning Again. Just Finish The Race Without Crashing
Suggest Mapping Four – Stop Mashing Your Fist Against The Dash. There Is No Map Four. It’s Code For Stop Mashing Your Fist Against The Dash.
Suggest Mapping Five – Try To Pass Someone. Anyone. Even Rabat Will Do At This Stage.
Suggest Mapping Six – Why Are You Waving At The Crowd? There’s Six Laps Left To Go.
Suggest Mapping Seven – You’re Going The Wrong Way.
Suggest Mapping Eight – Get Out Of the Way You Embarrassingly Slow Arsepigeon.
See you on Tuesday.
Fuck my life,
Gigi"