I know this is probably quite a weird topic to start, but I’m sure if you are like me, you’ve had a few dreams about F1. So this is your place to share them.
I’m looking for the most plain dreams, all the way to the most extravagant weird dreams! (apologies if a topic like this has already been started, but I did look through the forum to check)
I’ll start:
I was walking along a road with a best mate I had back at school, with all the F1 cars going past (they looked more like drag racers, long and thin!) and we were talking as if he was a member of the Mercedes team. I asked him about his roll hoop structure and said that it was beautiful. We then bumped into Ross Brawn, quite literallly, knocking over his papers onto the floor. He then invited me and my mate into the Mercedes factory which happened to be just on the left hand side of us. So we go in, and Schumacher is there, with his red helmet on, and he pours us all a cup of tea (I think PG Tips). So we all sit there drinking tea, talking about Romans (I don’t know!).
I then pop out of the factory, which has now turned into a meat factory, and bump into David Coulthard. We then take a walk and says he will show me the Red Bull factory, we turn up and he says “these are my favourite doors in London”. We walk in and it’s a Nandos restaurant! We joke that the team base is in the kitchen, and then I order a double chicken burger, lemon and herb, with two regular sides, (chips and coleslaw) with a bottomless drink. I then wake up!
Please share, if not, I look like a freak who dreams about F1
