Ralf Schumacher should get out of Formula 1. Not because he isn't good enough or quick enough or talented enough - he is all of those things - but because, deep down, his demeanour strongly suggests he doesn't actually want to be there. And a half-hearted approach to perhaps the toughest sport in the world does no one any good.
He'll tell you that his focus is not to be questioned and that he's having more fun than ever in F1. "If I wasn't hungry, I wouldn't be here," he says. "I love what I do and want to win, and as soon as I don't get that feeling any more I'll move over and give my cockpit to someone else." But, it looks increasingly likely, the only real reason he's still racing is that he can't think of anything else to do.
He admitted as much to a close colleague in his early days at Williams, around 2000. He confided that he planned to see out his existing Williams contract, maybe renew for one or two more years, then call it a day lest, like brother Michael, he found himself still messing about in F1 in his thirties.