Disturbed tires. Disturbed race.
Michelin builds tires to operate on furnace-heat tracks, and then this cold-weather weekend arrives. What will that mean going forward? As the announcers noted in signing off; Le Mans in October is going to be cold. "You'll be lucky if you see sunshine like that the time of year we're heading over to Le Mans... But, you never know. We can hope."
There was no hope for Ducati in this race.
Dovi's issue comes from the Ducati/Tire issue. If he could qualify higher, he wouldn't have been in that position to get 'skittled.'
And the accident was a classic Bay Area freeway reaction accordion crash - tic, TAk, TOK, TKRANKCCcCccccchhhhhh! It starts with Pol.
Miller's style of rabbiting out and hanging on to the shagged-tire end is the maximum. Steady Petrux riding within himself is the minimum. So somewhere between fifth and eighth, but only if you can stay out of trouble...
I got a feeling the hunger for a win got the better of Rossi. It happened to me, sitting in the parlor at The Estate. When Morbidelli fell well back into third, I said 'good. A solid second.' But then the gap came up as .84X, and like old times, the feeling welled up instantly. I said 'go. Cover it. There's enough laps.' I've never been sadder to see him down.
Vinales sounded lost and hopeless post-race. Quartarao, somewhat the opposite.
What can you say about the Suzuki package? Is it flexible enough to manipulate the tires as the racing heads into a deepening Fall?
MM says it's the one to go the distance.
Looked like a good day to go hiking in the mountains of Spain.
Supports splitting everywhere.
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