Yeah, the Monaco Grand Prix is great and all now, but the real glory days were back before the War, when many of the legends were still being created. Legends like the Auto Union Silver Arrows, pounding through the streets of Monte Carlo. And now you can ride onboard with another legend.
Not only does this weekend bring us the Indianapolis 500 and the Coca-Cola 600, but also the most glamorous race on Earth, the Monaco Grand Prix. And they don't call it "the most glamorous race on Earth" for nothing. This is what it's like to actually be there during qualifying.
The parties at the Monaco Grand Prix top every party in the world. But I had no idea what to expect. I should have expected an Indian fashion show. I met my idols. I got the cold shoulder from a dickish Jeremy Clarkson. This is what it's like inside Monaco's most ridiculous and glamorous F1 party.
The Monaco Grand Prix is the most romantic race on the F1 calendar. The course is tight and cars couldn't help but have some physical contact on the circuit. Things got hott on the riviera.
The biggest drama of the Monaco Grand Prix appeared to be the Kimi versus Perez crash/boxing match promotion. In fact, it was Kimi versus an umbrella.
Sunday's Monaco Grand Prix was so crash-y, I wasn't sure if I was watching Formula One or the NASCAR Coke 600. Never one to mince words, Lotus driver and perennial Jalopnik favorite Kimi Raikkonen had strong ones for McLaren's Sergio Perez when he said the Mexican driver deserves a punch in the face.
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So, Bill Caswell is now causing chaos around Monaco as part of his '13 Motorsports Road Trip. He was nice enough to take a break from cavorting to give this guy some advice.
The Formula One Monaco Grand Prix is this weekend. It is the most glamorous, prestigious race in motorsport's most glamorous, prestigious series. Here's everything you need to know.
It's the Monaco Grand Prix this weekend, which means all the teams do something a little special. Lotus has Daft Punk on their side pods. But Sebastian Vettel wins, because his helmet reveals a (mostly) naked woman as it gets warmer.
A hundred dollars? In Monaco? Surely that will buy little more than a candy bar to gnaw on while counting Ferraris. Actually, it will buy three hours of Formula One up close. If you know how to spend it. Here’s our guide for 2013.
At the 1985 Monaco Grand Prix, the French oil company Elf sponsored a crew to film the drivers and the teams as they readied themselves for the race. The result was Anatomie d’un Depart (“Anatomy of the Start”), ten mostly silent minutes set to a loopy Serge Franklin score, interspersed with the occasional squeak of…
Left: the poster advertising the 1994 Monaco Grand Prix. It shows Ayrton Senna’s #8 McLaren MP4/8, which he drove to victory at the 1993 event.
Yeah, it’s that lap. Laps, in fact. His third race for McLaren, the 1988 Monaco Grand Prix, when Ayrton Senna got himself into the mother of all flow experiences and out-qualified Alain Prost by a second and a half, then out-qualified himself lap after lap in the McLaren MP4/4:
A third of the way into the season, and here’s Monaco. It takes brains to win at Monaco. It also takes luck. And more luck. This year’s race was a showcase of what’s awesome about this antediluvian Grand Prix, and also of what makes Monaco so terribly irritating, for 2011 was a teeth-gnashing coitus interruptus of a…
There was an eerie similarity to the crashes of Sergio Perez (left) and Nico Rosberg (right) during the run-up to the Monaco Grand Prix. One major difference separated them, however. Perez hit a safety barrier. Rosberg miraculously skidded past it.
Surely this must classify as a warp event in ‘80s teenage bedroom poster physics. The only thing missing is Farrah Fawcett frolicking on the engine cover. Click for another picture!