We've had some entertaining races this year, but the Chinese Grand Prix was in a class of its own, beating even Hungary in terms of the thrill-a-minute factor.
Just consider that Fernando Alonso was so fast at the beginning that he was 11.555 seconds ahead of sixth placed Michael Schumacher after just three laps, and still pulling away. And yet an hour and a half later, when it really mattered, the Ferrari man was in front by 3.121 seconds. And this in a race where safety cars played no part in compromising the action. A full study of the ebbs and flows in fortunes among the top runners would probably take a book.
Straight after the race, I bumped into Bernie Ecclestone. How does he still manage to produce such a great show?