When I pulled up into the car park in Germany last Sunday morning, three cars full of Japanese Yamaha technicians pulled up alongside my wheezing hire car.
It was 7:30 am and it was already 24 degrees Celsius, and my naked scalp could feel it was going to be a scorcher. I said it was going to be hot to one of the Japanese, and he laughed, probably not quite understanding what I'd said.
Cut to the start of the race and the ambient temperature is 35 degrees in the shade, with the freshly laid tarmac just oozing heat. Remember that the bikes sitting stationary on the grid are not in the shade, and are therefore cooking like my scalp.
The lights went out and the Yamaha M1 that those Yamaha engineers were working on that morning left the line from sixth position with Valentino Rossi on board.