We knew not what to expect even as the mini-coach graunched its way into the mountains, creaking mightily as steering lock strained the diff. Kimi Raikkonen? In winter? No word-pictures sprung to mind.
I always imagined the 'Kimster' to be in Dubai come December and January, or perhaps in some remote castle in darkest Finland. I mean, he isn't your ordinary person, let alone your classic, 2018 racing driver. He isn't affected; he isn't interested in celebrity; he once even told me, late at night in darkest Sao Paulo, that he doesn't really like F1.