“…And going into Canada, that’s going to be a circuit that does suit the raw pace of the Mercedes, so it’s a great opportunity for you guys, but what about in terms of mending bridges with your friend?” The interviewer asked, obviously referring to you and our crash in Barcelona.

“Well, we’re not friends.” My answer was short and blunt as i adjusted the neck of my racing shirt.

You were being interviewed on the other side of the paddock, close enough to have heard the question and my answer, but i wasn’t sure if you had. The crash upset me, and i wasn’t looking forward to trying to ever be as close as we used to be again.