“Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas,” Hunter S. Thompson sends his alter ego Raoul Duke to the Nevada desert to report on the Mint 400 off-road race. I recently had reason to travel for motor sport, though my companions and I were comparably sober during our long weekend in Austin, Texas, the home of Formula One’s United States Grand Prix. The race takes place on the Circuit of the Americas , which was built in 2012 about a 20-minute drive from downtown. The track is 3.
Many race attendees had ticket packages that included their hotel and daily coach transfers to and from COTA, though our rental car gave us some flexibility—letting us score drive-through breakfast tacos at a Bill Miller Bar-B-Q location en route to the track on day one. An event of this magnitude poses an unusual logistical challenge, something to consider as F1’s popularity increases in this country. When it was time to leave on the final day, we chose to skip the buses altogether, and walked for an hour along the highway shoulder in Austin’s distant outskirts back to our parking lot, with the late-afternoon Texas sun lighting the way.
Ultimately, people just want to be happy. Everything else they want is a means to that end.
It is scripted. This is no longer sport. Hamilton was robbed.
I thought Miami is next year 🤔
Can this top what happened in Abu Dhabi grand prix?