There is something fantastic about knowing that there is going to be a belting race.
When having a glass of very palatable red on Saturday night, watching the sun go down over an historic circuit such as Le Mans, knowing there is going to be a wacky podium in some shape or form because it's going to rain, life is good.
The forecasters had been wrong all weekend in France, but they got it bang-on for the Sunday MotoGP race. About ten past two they said the heavens would open, and right on schedule, open they did. I'm sure I saw Noah building something when I got back to the paddock ...
Ever since the rules were changed at the start of 2005 to rid us of the ridiculous aggregate race scenario, the paddock has waited to see what riders thought about the 'flag to flag' rules, whereby a MotoGP race will start and it will run its intended length until there is a winner, assuming there is no horrendous downpour or similarly frightening accident.