IT’S not quite life in the fast lane – but life in the pitlane still comes pretty close for glitz and glamour.
Our secret Formula One employee has worked with both drivers and teams for seven years.
And while there’s plenty of VIP parties with posh plonk and models chasing motor racing stars, the reality of everyday life is far from extravagant.
Here we get the inside track on what goes on under the bonnet of the F1 world – and why it might not be quite as sexy as it seems.
Beautiful women are attracted to Formula One – netting a driver seems to be as attractive as a Premier League footballer.
But of course there are only a few drivers, so they get the pick of the incredibly stunning women that flock to the race track.
We dub the women desperate for some of the action ‘pit babes’, which is terrible but it’s been like that for ages.
Girlfriends tend to come to the races as they’re all too aware that
women are desperate to step into their Louboutins.
They’re right to keep an eye out as many of the drivers stray given half a chance.
I know one driver whose race engineer was his eyes and ears both on and off the track.
On track, he was in his ear all day talking him through the race, but before and after the race he was earmarking the prettiest girls for the driver and him.
A lot of women soon learn that the best way to get into the sack with a driver is to befriend his race engineer. I know some women who hunt in pairs, to keep them both occupied!
The amount spent keeping sponsors happy on race days is eye-watering.
One team I worked at would think nothing of having Chateau Petrus wine – which costs over £2,000 per bottle – flowing in the motorhome and endless Champagne is being poured in every hospitality area.
The drivers abstain until after the race – but then they really let their hair down whether they’ve done well or not – it’s getting rid of all their excess energy.
Races for me are just very busy, trying to keep sponsors and VIP guests happy.
I’d arrive way before the race and leave after the last guests have gone and often it would take hours to get out of the track and to the hotel.
All day long we’re on standby to make sure our sponsors and their guests are kept fed, watered and entertained.
The most demanding guests are the girlfriends – I’ve lost count of the amount of times they’ve sent me off because they’ve forgotten their sunglasses or handbags in the motorhome.
Back at the factory
The factories are of course where all the hard work is done. Lots of the mechanics, engineers and aerodynamicists work incredibly long hours (and sometimes in dark rooms) for not much money as there’s so much competition to work there.
They are constantly developing the car for the next race which requires a certain type of set-up and tweaking the tiniest components to try to shave a few hundredths of a second off a lap time.
It is still quite male-dominated on the engineering side, though they have made an effort to recruit more women.
On non-race days the industry is surprisingly boring. Most of the factories are in the middle of nowhere in the English countryside so the nightlife isn’t great and it means you end up dating other people that work there.
There’s very little glamour involved in the job other than on race day.
Prima Donna
Racing drivers are athletes and so are very disciplined with a team of physios and trainers telling them exactly what exercise to do and what to eat.
They’re obsessed with staying hydrated in warmer climes as they can lose a few kilos in weight during a race – one of them refused to drink anything other than apple juice with mineral water.
They’re also quite boring. One driver I’ve worked for spends all his down time playing computer games.
But they’re also very self-centred because they’re essentially the face of the team and at the end of the day the people who can win or lose a race and so everyone bends over backwards to keep them happy.
If you’re remotely faint-hearted never get in a car they’re driving off the track, it’s terrifying
They’re also very superstitious, they have lucky pants or shoes. They don’t tend to get nervous though before races – though they know the risks only too well.
Everybody climbing into an F1 car would have been in an accident or seen other horrendous crashes in their time coming up in lower formulae.
If you’re remotely faint-hearted never get in a car they’re driving off the track – they drive like lunatics, I was terrified the one time I did it.
Our second driver was late leaving the hotel one morning and drove me to the test track in a hire car and all the while telling me about all the near-death experiences he had previously when trying to arrive at a test on time.
Everyone laughed at my ashen face when I got out of the car.
Party time
Race team parties are very extravagant with free-flowing wine and amazing food. I’ve attended lots of them and always enjoyed them immensely.
You don’t see many drugs, bar the odd line of coke. F1 teams are all about image and keeping sponsors happy and they’d take a very dim view of being associated with a druggy team.
So it’s always very clandestine – the industry has moved away from the James Hunt image of old.
Certainly the drivers are never going to risk taking it.
A word of warning….
You don’t want to work at ANY job in Formula One just for the sake of it, certainly not in the laundry!
These men want to win above all else – they’re highly competitive.
So they’re hardly going to stop mid race to go to the bathroom should nature call.
I’ve known drivers not only urinate in their fireproof race suits – but poop too.
I’m particularly thinking of one occasion at a race in Brazil when the driver had terrible diarrhoea… eeeew!
Source: Motorsport - thesun.co.uk
