Five Things I Learned Driving a Formula F Racecar

3. Patience

Entertaining as it may be to go rocketing into a corner, those choices have consequences. The track had braking zones defined by a series of cones and earlier that day during a tour of the track, we got a clear warning to start braking at the first of three markers.

I couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if I bent the rules and so I went whipping past the first cone… and the second. By the third, I stuffed a foot onto the brake before releasing it and turning in with less speed than I hoped.

Impatiently, I put my foot down on the gas and felt the rear end break loose. The truth is that I wasn’t going very fast, but in a vessel like that everything happens quickly and my goose was cooked in an instant.

Embarrassed, I steered the car straight and began driving with my tailbone between my legs.