Some interesting post's going on here.
Being forty-two now I was first introduced to the sport when I was about seven. My father and uncle used to take my brother and I up to the Mid-Ohio circut every summer to see the Can-Am series, Trans-Am, IMSA Camel GT, F5000, etc. While I grew up loving the sportscars, I absolutely ate, slept and breathed F1. My Gods were the GP heros of the seventies, Peterson, Hunt, Lauda, Stewart, etc. It was fascinating at the time because I could read about them racing in a F1 event in Autosport and then see them race and meet them in person a couple of weeks later racing sportscars or F5000 machines over here. My love of F1 continued through the eighties and the turbo era, just glorious days. But my interest in GP racing began to decline in the early ninties with the childish bickering of Senna, Prost, and Mansell and and after the knee-jerk hysteria that followed Senna's death I lost interest completely. As far as I'm concerned it ceased being a sport a long time ago, its just a money making, made for TV circus with Bernie as the ringleader. Long live sportscar racing!
John
