A couple of over-educated under-achievers who get a real kick out of motorsport when it's done properly and feel like sharing that with the world, you lucky people. While creative input is split fifty-fifty, one of us is in IT, which is handy for the technical side of things, and one of us is in town planning, which means that we never get lost on the way to a circuit.

This might all seem highly slick and professional but it's just a hobby really, albeit one that vacuums up swathes of our time better than anything this side of Grand Theft Auto. An extended period of time between jobs gave one of us an insight into what it would be like to spend all day doing this and it were great.

It struck us as funny at the time and just sort of stuck. If you want someone to blame, that "Scrutineer" bloke in "F1 Racing" gave us the idea and the very first alias ("Jason Bunton") but we stopped reading that magazine a long time ago because of Peter Windsor.

Other than spicy food and Nastro Azzuro, it's just high-octane petrol fumes. There are plentiful and free supplies at your local race track, so go and watch some racing. You'll love it.

Afraid not. Should we ever work out a way of earning money from this set-up, we'll be pocketing the profits for a very long time before we're anywhere near rich enough to consider employing someone. That said, if you feel you could contribute something for absolutely no money at all, contact the sub-editor and we'll talk.

Not really. In the past, a few bits and pieces have been done under the dotdotdotcomma umbrella but most of our spare time is taken up with this site, so we couldn't promise to give great service. If, however, you wish to commission a project that involves minimal work and startling remuneration, ask the nurse to ring us on your behalf.

Oh, just piss off and stop clogging up our in-boxes, you tedious little leech.