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FUCK
Sunday, 22 July 2007

i was happily watching the f1 german grand prix when,
kimi raikkonen started to slow down.
it was like the end of the world for me.
everything stopped.
i screamed & moaned.
i couldn't believe it.
fuck.
how can this happen to ferrari?
i really want to cry.
i hate it.

the german grand prix was fine.
the starting was fantastic.
then it started to rain.
everyone spin.
kimi raikkonen was entering the pit lane,
but he over shot it.
what the fuck.
stupid man.
then he had to struggle for another lap.
after more & more people spin,
they decided to restart the race.
kimi raikkonen started from 7th.
fuck.

the race was okay.
kimi raikkonen was catching up.
then suddenly,
20 more laps,
it happened.
kimi raikkonen was out.
he cruised slowly into the pit lane & parked.
that's it.

& now,
i'm here,
complaining like mad.


" today is a winding road thats takingme to places that ididnt want to go. "