A north american erstaz version of formula one where cars drive in small circles for hours. They are unable to race in the rain (the drivers tend to rust), and the safety car is used everytime someone coughs behind the wheel.
The series where F1 failiers can excel
Ricardo Zonta, Dario Francetti, Christian Fitipaldi, Mark Blundell etcetc etc
1. The premier racing series based in the United States. Races take place on road courses, street courses, and ovals. The series consists of open wheel cars weighing approx. 1550 lbs. with 750+ HP motors and no drivers' aids. 240 MPH top speed. Far superior to the Indy Racing League.
2. A race car that competes in the Champcar series.
The ChampCar race at Cleveland was a much better race than any drone-fest the Indy Racing League could ever dream to produce.
A once-mighty open wheel racing championship that has been reduced to a shadow of its former self with too many foreign drivers, idiotic decisions by its owners, and horrible, horrible marketing. Their races are now known as a substitute for a sleeping pill for American race fans.
I needed to get some shuteye, so I tuned in the ChampCar "race" at Surfers...went out like a light and slept like a baby.
The word 'flag' as pronounced by people with thick Belfast accents. The term is a perfect encapsulation of the disproportionate and overblown reaction to the removal of the Union Jack (as in 'de fleg') from above City Hall in Belfast. Where previously it had flown for 365 days per year, it is now flown on 17 designated days of the year - in line with many other British cities.
The event caused a portion of the Protestant community ('fleggers') to make international pricks of themselves as they proceeded to wreck the fucking place, claiming it was another erosion of a 'British' identity they perceive to have been under attack since the horrifying spectre of equality reared its head in Northern Ireland.
The word 'fleg' - and indeed 'fleggers' - fittingly describes a section of humanity unconcerned with knowledge, reality or the vagaries of the English language. Like America's tea-baggers they are ruled by instinct, fear and paranoia with a side dish of rampant bigotry and startling ignorance of the world around them.
"Wat de fuck like! The taigs got de fleg took down! Let's wreck de fuckin place! No surrender!"
"De fleg has been took down! Before ye know it there'll be a united Ireland! Attack Short Strand! God Save The Queen!"