Now I'm not the sportiest person in the world, but I like to think I know a bit. What I do realise though, is that some things will always escape me. Like the point of Formula E !!
It's like motor racing for the deaf. No car engine noises...so what's the point? And they get to change cars halfway round the circuit. Why? It's 2015, by God. We can stick a probe into space that will send pictures back from 60 gazillion miles away, using no more than the static electrical power from rubbing a balloon against a cheap jumper, and these pillocks play swapsies with a supposed racing car after a scoot around the block! Really.
They had the cheek to send out the safety car. I was expecting a Sinclair C5, remote controlled by someone from the sidelines. If they put some jumps in the middle of the track, I may watch it again. If they put in an "old ladies crossing ahead" hazard, I may watch again. Until then, they can stick their battery toys where the sun don't shine. Mind you, it'll take two goes at it to get to the finishing point.
