Most top-level sportsmen deserve unconditional respect and admiration, although the prerequisite swingers for pure road racing swing my vote of nepotism any day. I honestly can’t understand how these boys even sit down with balls that big and this notion was amplified after watching Peter Hickman’s astonishing onboard footage... Read more
I don’t know about you, but the mere thought of racing around the streets of Macau induces poo. Brushing shoulders with the walls and Armco at eleventeen million mph, racing through the skyscrapers after a mass-start? Replicating these gladiatorial mavericks is a pipe dream. The Macau GP has become an annual... Read more
