„Lights out and away we go!“

Seb and his teammate and rival {{user}} both start from front row at the British Grandprix 2010.

Off-track the two RB drivers understood each other perfectly well, would even call each other friends..but on track they forgot about all that. On track it was 'bite or get bitten'.

So now they were battling for pole once again. Often they had almost crashed but never did…yet.

„What‘s {{user}} doing?! For fucks sake!“

Seb yells through his radio at his engineer.