A war of the words* between RentalRENAULT
 Jean-Pierre Jabouille in the RS01, the first turbo-charged F1 car. The history of Renault in F1 reads like a company with an addiction it's trying to kick. They entered the sport as a constructor in 1977, winning a respectable number of races but no championships, then spent one season (1986) as an engine supplier, before pulling out completely at the end of the year. After going cold turkey for a couple of years, they rejoined the sport as an engine supplier in 1989, winnning five drivers' and six constructors' titles, before quitting again in 1997. By 2000 the itch had to be scratched again, so they bought the Benetton team, although they didn't rebrand it as Renault until the 2002 season. They have introduced a number of innovations to the sport, including turbo-charged engines (since banned), V10 engines (since banned) and mass-damper systems (since banned). The one thing they seem to have pioneered that hasn't been outlawed is something that actually makes the cars slower: live-feed in-car cameras. The team persists in building their chassis in Oxfordshire and their engines several hundred miles away, somewhere in france. There is undoubtedly a very good reason for this, although your chronicler admits that any sort of logical explanation eludes him at the moment. TIGRA 16v: The tooltip with lowered suspension and a racing windscreen wiper boss Fabio BrilliantoreBRIATORE, FLAVIO
 Flav the magic dragon. Rejoicing in knowing next to nothing about the sport, Flavio Briatore has nevertheless been almost as successful in running F1 teams as he has in knocking off supermodels. Initially recruited by Luciano Benetton to oversee the establishment of Benetton shops in America in the 1970s, Briatore saw F1 as just another business when he was appointed Benetton F1's commercial director in 1988 and you have to admit he's got a point. There may well be question marks over some of his business dealings and he's probably not the sort of bloke you'd trust with your sister but there's no denying that he's got the job done, ageing medallion man that he is. TIGRA 16v: The tooltip with lowered suspension and a racing windscreen wiper and underperforming son of a great racing driver Half-Nelson PiquetPIQUET, NELSINHO
 Nelsinho Piquet, a man who routinely walks further than he drives during a race weekend. Nelson Angelo Piquet has six names, although we've picked his three best known ones. He is commonly known as Nelson Piquet Junior and also as Nelsinho Piquet, which he has asked people not to use any more. Nelsinho is the son of Nelson Piquet, who claimed three world championships and made no friends along the way. His father's money meant that he could race for his own team all the way up to GP2, after which things get a bit expensive even for multi-millionaires. His last championship was in 2004 when he won the British F3 title, although the perenially under-funded and criminally under-rated Ulsterman Adam Carroll heroically took the fight to the last event at Brands Hatch, about which we could go on but probably shouldn't. Little Nelson competed in GP2 and A1GP, before curiously being picked up by the Renault F1 équipe, first as a test driver and subsequently as a racer, where his disappointing form was about what many of the more astute paddock observers had been expecting. The perception of him as a sulky rich kid was given further weight when, after being sacked by Renault part way through 2009, he went running to the FIA with allegations of race-fixing, claiming that some bigger boys had forced him to crash deliberately at Singapore in 2008, in order to put team-mate Fernando Alonso on exactly the right strategy to claim the win. The revelation was indeed shocking. We'd all got so used to seeing Piquet crash that believing he'd done so on purpose was difficult to reconcile. The fall-out saw Flavio Briatore and Pat Symonds lose their jobs and, if there's any justice, brought an end to Nelsinho's career in the top flight. TIGRA 16v: The tooltip with lowered suspension and a racing windscreen wiper has increased speculation that the Brazilian driver is unlikely to finish the season with the team, according to maverick motorsport journalist/sci-fi nut/prog-rock dweeb Eve O'Thewar.
No one would have believed, ahead of the Hungarian Grand Prix, that Piquet's place in the team wasn't in doubt, and that he wasn't a timeless waste of space.
Half-Nelson never dreamed he would be criticised, by someone with a supermodel on his arm, for "opening The Bumper Book of Racing Drivers' Excuses**" for his total lack of results.
[Enter Fabio Brilliantore, pursued by a bare supermodel.]
"Few men even considered the possibility I wasn't fair with my drivers," said Fabio, "and yet minds immeasurably superior to ours would have expected more from Piquet, but I have regarded this his second year with a full-time drive, and slowly and surely, have turned my mind against him.
"At midnight on the twenty-sixth of July, a huge mass of gas erupted from my voluminous arse, and I realised that when a driver lacks results, he opens the The Bumper Book of Racing Drivers' Excuses and begins [mimes action of hand speaking] my team-mate understands the car much better than I do ... my stupidly long hair got in my eyes ... I lost control of the car at 14 mph...
"As I thought this, there was another jet of gas. And this time I followed through. I looked down and thought - fuck me! Even that would drive better than Half-Nelson bloody Piquet."
And that's how he went on for the next ten minutes.
[Exit.]
Half-Nelson bloody Piquet, the maligned driver in question, assures us that his seat is in no danger. He is convinced that Fabio is only interested in money, has no friends and "doesn't understand shit about F1."
[Enter Half-Nelson bloody Piquet.]
"The chances of me being sacked from F1 are a million to one," he added.
[Enter Fabio Brilliantore, grinning like a madman.]
"The chances of you still being in F1 are a million to one...
"So kiss...
"My buuuuuuuuum!!!"
[Exeunt.]
* With apologies to Jeff Wayne. But not to Tom Cruise.
** Available soon from dotdotdotcommazon.com
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