I’m parked at the back of the grid on Mount Panorama, awaiting the race start, and there are cars ahead of me literally facing backwards. This is not going to go well. As you’d expect, pandemonium ...

Welcome to the summit of mount Trivial Complaints, where we’re currently sucking at our oxygen supplies in an attempt to acclimate with this truism: by the end of 2025, we might have too many good ...