Formula Wun

Having several billion ready dollars, you could start a Grand Prix team. Then, being so stupid, you might get Rothman as a driver. He is uncommonly fast, but a misadventure magnet. His wet weather ability is poor, yet he wins a GP because of rain. Calamity follows him like a bloodhound. Pressing the seductive orange button on the steering wheel is illadvised, but he did it! The Monaco casino, golf, the moose/buffalo test, a plastic seat in a rally car, even a sneeze, all lead to unintentional mayhem. His international colleagues help admirably with ‘bizarre happenings’. And then there is the lovely Gillian.