2015 Belgian Grand Prix – Free Practice Report

Belgian Grand Prix 2015

“Clearly, there’s more to come”

Spa-Francorchamps, Friday 21 August

The stop-start nature of today’s practice sessions, which were affected by a number of red- and yellow-flag interruptions, meant it was difficult to fully assess the host of chassis and power unit changes introduced for this race.

We will refine the package ahead of tomorrow’s qualifying session.


FP1 18th 1:54.225 (+3.143s) 14 laps
FP2 17th   1:51.854 (+2.469s) 16 laps

“We’re running a new engine this weekend, and it’s definitely an improvement – but you never really know how much until you go through all the data, which is a lengthy task.

“Additionally, it’s always tricky here in terms of knowing what downforce level to run. I think we’re running too much downforce, and we’ll need to look at that and put it right for tomorrow.

“Nonetheless, the car got a lot better through the day. This afternoon was much better – the balance is still a little difficult when we’re on high fuel, but, on low fuel, the car feels reasonably good.

“Obviously, we’re not fully competitive around here, but the feeling with the car isn’t too bad.”


FP1 15th   1:53.502 (+2.420s) 15 laps
FP2 18th  1:52.570 (+3.185s) 14 laps

“It’s hard to make direct comparisons between the two engine specs – you’d need to compare both engines on the same day, and that’s impossible. Furthermore, the characteristics of the circuit – both here and Monza – are the opposite of what our car likes, which makes comparisons harder. But the dyno and the data tell us there’s more power, so we’ll keep going and improve the car as much as we can.

“We knew ahead of the weekend that we’d be starting from the last row, so it’ll be interesting if the weather changes and we have a crazy race on Sunday.

“Whatever happens, I will try to learn as much as possible.”

ERIC BOULLIER – Racing director, McLaren-Honda

“It’s been a tricky day for the whole team. We had a lot of validation and data logging to run through, and the red flags meant that was harder to accomplish.

“Clearly, there’s more to come, and you can be well sure our engineers will be trawling through the data this evening to ensure that we optimise both chassis balance and power unit settings for practice and qualifying tomorrow.”

YASUHISA ARAI – Honda R&D senior managing officer – chief officer of motorsport

“Today was slightly disappointing. We brought our planned power unit updates, but the two sessions were very busy with red-flag interruptions on the track, as well as testing of the chassis and new aero parts. This meant we were not able to confirm the performance of the car as a whole. 

“Hopefully, tomorrow we can run a more efficient practice session, by setting up the car using the data gained today, and preparing ourselves for qualifying.”


Kimi’s 2004 Spa Day

Alan Henry

The summer break is there for good reasons, but I’m sure that like me you are keen to see F1 back in action next weekend. And there can be no better venue for the resumption than Spa-Francorchamps, the finest venue on the calendar.

The place has an incredible history, and McLaren has often been at the centre of the action. Indeed Bruce McLaren scored his team’s first ever Grand Prix victory at Spa back in 1968. Luck played a role on a day when others hit problems, but as they say, to finish first, first you have to finish. Since then McLaren has scored another 13 Belgian GP victories, including two during the years when the race moved to Zolder and Nivelles.

There have been some memorable wins for the team along the way, including the four in a row earned by Ayrton Senna. But the one that stands out for me was achieved in a season when McLaren was struggling, and victory in Belgium came as a surprise.

The 2004 season is remembered mainly for the dominance of Ferrari. Helped by its “special relationship” with Bridgestone, the Italian team had a virtually unbeatable package, and the Michelin runners, including McLaren, were left trailing. Indeed Michael Schumacher won 12 of the first 13 races, losing out only in Monaco, where victory went to Jarno Trulli and Renault.

In stark contrast it was a difficult season for McLaren. The team was struck early in the year by unreliability, lack of performance, and sheer bad luck. In the first 10 races the best result that Kimi Raikkonen and team mate David Coulthard could manage with the MP4-19 was fifth place. It didn’t look good, and indeed at one stage one of my Fleet Street colleagues remarked that if McLaren won a race in 2004, he would run naked around Silverstone. It was a promise that he would come to regret…

Things began to turn around in the summer as the revised MP4-19B allowed the team to raise its game, and at Silverstone Raikkonen earned second place. Then at the end of August the F1 circus returned to Spa after a two-year break, as commercial issues meant that there was no race in 2003.

Kimi made his intentions clear when he was fastest in the dry on Friday afternoon, but Saturday brought rain. He was third in the morning, but when it came to the lottery of the one-by-one qualifying system used at the time it was pure luck as to who got the better conditions. Unfortunately he made a mistake, and ended up a frustrated 10th. At that chances of him scoring his second GP win – following his maiden success in Malaysia the previous year – appeared to be slim.

Fortunately for Kimi, luck went his way from the start. He got away well and instantly gained some places. However there was a traffic jam at the first corner, and the Finn was hit hard in the right sidepod by the Sauber of Felipe Massa.

That could have been the end of his afternoon. However, not only did Kimi emerge from the bump unscathed, he finished the first lap having jumped up to fifth place. He was helped by contact between Mark Webber and Rubens Barrichello, while he also managed to get ahead of his assailant Massa, Olivier Panis, and Giancarlo Fisichella.

When a safety car came out for another incident Kimi found himself sitting behind the Renaults of pole man Trulli and Fernando Alonso, plus Coulthard and Schumacher. At the restart Kimi passed the Ferrari, and then shortly afterwards he squeezed by his team mate, leaving just the two Renaults up ahead.

On lap 10 Trulli made his pit stop, which promoted Kimi to second. That left Alonso in the lead for two laps before he spun off. So in just 12 laps Kimi had jumped from 10th on the grid to the lead! Impressive progress. And he wasn’t about to give it up easily…

Thereafter the Finn drove a faultless race, despite further safety car interruptions making life difficult, and trimming his advantage. After the last restart, just before the flag, he drove a superb first lap to take himself out of range of Schumacher. He ultimately came home 3s clear of the German, whose second place guaranteed him the World Championship. Given the circumstances of the season and the race McLaren had as much to celebrate that day as Ferrari.

“When the race resumed Kimi had to survive three safety car deployments and see his lead diminished,” said Ron Dennis. “At one stage it was 13 seconds. At the last restart he put in the fastest lap on the penultimate lap, and I think that’s the moment when Michael settled for being World Champion, and not winning the race.”

Ron was especially pleased by the fact that his main rival had now been defeated twice: “For us it’s especially satisfying to see Ferrari not take one of our remaining statistics away, which is of course the year [1988] when we won 15 out of 16 races. There’s still some to go, and we’ll try to win some more.”

In fact the team did not win again in 2004. However, that made no difference to the aforementioned British newspaper journalist. Dennis hadn’t forgotten the earlier remark about the chances of McLaren winning in 2004, and the following July the poor man honoured the bet and ran around Silverstone during the lunch break on Grand Prix weekend. He didn’t quite do it naked, for as a Scot he was allowed to wear a sporran. Along with some dramatic McLaren-themed body paint…

On a more serious note there are strong parallels with 2015. I’m not suggesting that McLaren and Honda are potential winners at Spa, but it is a venue that tends to throw up a few surprises as rain and high attrition have an influence. And while we haven’t seen the sort of performance jump that the team made when it introduced its B-spec car in the middle of 2004, the trend has definitely been a positive one. Thus Alonso and Jenson Button can certainly target a good helping of points. Although I’m definitely not going to make a bet to that effect!


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Spa – the greatest circuit of them all

Mika Häkkinen

Before I say anything else, I want to say something about Jules Bianchi, who very sadly passed away while I was conceiving the blog you are reading now.

I did not know Jules, but I recognised in him a remarkable talent. He was very quick, and I am sure that, but for his tragic accident at Suzuka last October, he would have enjoyed a long and successful Formula 1 career. I am also told that he was a truly lovely guy. I therefore want to offer my heartfelt condolences to his father Philippe, his mother Christine, his brother Tom, his sister Mélanie, his girlfriend Camille, and his many friends. May he rest in peace.

Thankfully, fatalities are nowadays extremely rare in Formula 1. Indeed, Jules is our first since May 1st 1994, the day on which the great Ayrton Senna was so shockingly killed at the wheel of a Williams-Renault. I finished third in that race, in a McLaren-Peugeot, and I have to say that I have rarely found controlling my emotions on a grand prix podium more difficult than I did on that fateful day. 

I was not in Hungary this year, so I viewed the race on TV. I found watching the drivers gather in a three-quarter circle 15 minutes before the start very touching – and, when Jules’s family joined them, arm in arm, to complete the circle and stand in mournful silence among them, I found the scene extremely poignant. It must have been difficult for the drivers to walk from that gathering straight to their waiting race cars, but they did it with courage and aplomb. They were a credit to their sport that afternoon, every single one of them.

Anyway, life goes on, and so does racing. Jules would have wanted it to, of course, as would Ayrton.

At this time of year, all ex-Formula 1 drivers tend to miss racing grand prix cars more bitterly than ever. Why so? Because it is nearly Spa time.

Alongside Monaco and Suzuka, which in their different ways are also magnificent racetracks, Spa is the greatest challenge for a driver on the modern Formula 1 calendar. It has everything – fast corners, blind bends, tricky crests, nasty dips – and I have to say I always absolutely loved driving there.

My most memorable Belgian Grand Prix was undoubtedly the 2000 race. I had won the world championship in both 1998 and 1999, and in 2000 my McLaren-Mercedes was as quick as ever, albeit not always quite as reliable as it had been in the previous two seasons. Nonetheless, I arrived at Spa at the head of the world championship standings, and in an optimistic mood. My principal rival, as ever, was Ferrari’s Michael Schumacher, just two world championship points behind me.

As soon as I drove out onto the circuit I loved so much that Friday morning, I felt good. My car felt good too – straight away it gave me great confidence – and I felt sure that pole position would be attainable. The next day I was proved right. My best qualifying lap was one of those laps on which everything just works: I was on the limit everywhere, pushing flat-out, or maximum-attack as I always used to phrase it, but never running wide or locking up. I was very happy with that lap, and the result was indeed pole position: nearly eight-tenths quicker than the second-placed man, Jarno Trulli in a Jordan-Mugen-Honda.

Race day dawned dull and drizzly, as so often in the Ardennes. The morning warm-up was held on a wet track, and I was quickest, just ahead of Michael, who was second. But it was extremely slippery out there. To confirm that, Giancarlo Fisichella had a big shunt in his Benetton-Playlife, and Jacques Villeneuve also had an ‘off’ in his BAR-Honda. It then rained on and off all morning. As 2.00pm approached, it had stopped raining, but there was still a lot of standing water all around the circuit, meaning that the race would have to be started behind the Safety Car.

At the end of lap one, the Safety Car peeled into the pit-lane, and I was able to keep my lead, driving on a clear track, a big advantage over my pursuers, all of whom were having to make their way through a thick film of spray kicked up as we splashed through the puddles.

In my mirrors I could see the distinctive bright-yellow of Jarno’s Jordan-Mugen-Honda behind me, but behind Jarno all I could see was a ball of spray. Jarno was a naturally gifted driver, but in those conditions I expected my principal challenger to be Michael, who had qualified only fourth but was always extremely competitive in the wet. Sur enough, soon Michael was up to third, but he could not find a way past Jarno, which enabled me to pull away. By lap five I was 10 seconds to the good, and I began to feel pretty good about my situation.

A dry line was developing, and I stopped for dry tyres on lap seven. By lap nine, everyone was on dry tyres. By the time the field had re-formed, on lap 10, I was still leading, but in second place was now Michael. As expected, he had begun to push hard. His Ferrari was going really well, and he underlined that by recording four consecutive fastest laps. By lap 13 he was just 4.6 seconds behind me, in fact.

Clearly, I would have to push a bit harder myself, and I duly did so. But, in so doing, on lap 13, I made a small mistake at Stavelot, touching a kerb, and the result was disaster: I half-spun onto the grass, and before I had managed to gather up the car and get going again, Michael had nipped past, demoting me to second place.

I was angry with myself. Even so, I determined not to do anything silly, so I concentrated on driving smoothly and sensibly, consolidating my second place. Ahead of me, though, Michael was really putting the hammer down, and by lap 20 he was 10 seconds ahead.

Next, everyone would have to make their second pit-stops, and by lap 34 we had all done so, leaving a 10-lap sprint to the finish of the 44-lap race. I was still second, 7.0 seconds behind Michael, and my car was running perfectly.

The track was bone-dry on-line, but still damp off-line, so driving flat-out laps was a risk, because I knew that any error would be punished by another half-spin – or worse – that I could not afford. But, even so, I started to push harder, and as a result I began to inch my silver McLaren-Mercedes towards Michael’s scarlet Ferrari.

By lap 40 I was on his tail. As we sliced our way through Eau Rouge on that lap, we both lifted momentarily, and powered our way towards Les Combes. Eau Rouge was a majestic corner in those days, almost flat but not quite, a real test of man and machine. I had taken it well, perhaps a little better than Michael had, and, as he and I approached the braking area for Les Combes, I decided to try to outbrake him.

I thrust the nose of my McLaren-Mercedes alongside his Ferrari, and prepared to brake late. But Michael saw me coming, and chopped across me, at 300km/h (186mph), his right rear tyre touching my left front wing endplate as I lifted so as to back out of the manoeuvre.

After the race, Michael received a lot of criticism for that high-speed chop, but, now, 15 years later, I have no problem with it. I massively enjoyed my Formula 1 career, and one of its highlights was my ongoing rivalry with Michael. I respected him, and I think he respected me. We raced each other hard, but for the most part we also raced each other fairly. He was a terrifically combative competitor, but you could say that about all the great champions. You do not win seven world championships by being soft-hearted, and Michael was never that; but he was a superb driver, one of the best in the history of the sport in fact.

As I drove the remainder of lap 40, I could tell that, although my left front wing endplate had been slightly damaged, my car was still handling beautifully. I knew the entry to Les Combes was going to be the only place where I was going to be able pass Michael, but I also knew that I would have to make my manoeuvre a very decisive one, simply because Michael was not likely to give up the lead easily. He had made that abundantly clear already. So, as we began lap 41, I decided to take a risk.

It was a big risk, but it was a calculated risk. I was going to take Eau Rouge flat. In those days, taking Eau Rouge flat was not something for the faint-hearted. It was extremely difficult, and the penalty for getting it wrong was usually an enormous accident. Worse still, the track was still damp off-line, so I knew I would have to be millimetre-perfect – not an easy thing to be in the world’s most daunting corner, foot to the floor, powering through the apex towards a blind exit.

As I approached that (in)famous corner, I was right behind Michael. As I turned in, every fibre of my being was imploring me to lift. I decided to count to three, daring myself to keep my foot planted on the loud pedal as I counted, knowing that by the time I got to three I would either have taken Eau Rouge flat or would be in the barriers. There was no in-between, of that I was 100 per cent sure.

“One,” I said aloud, and the car began to tremble, assaulted by tremendous g-forces, both lateral and compressional. I knew I would have to fight the car if I was going to avoid a shunt, and I will be honest: I also knew I would have to fight my own fear.

“Two,” I gasped, sawing at the wheel as the car was pitched first this way and then that. For a split second, right in the middle of the corner, I thought I could not hold it. The car was absolutely on tippy-toes, but then it gripped, and clung on.

“Three,” I yelped, just as the car went scarily light on the exit of the corner. It is always a nasty feeling when a race car goes light at high speed, but, again, the car continued to hold on. I had done it. I had taken Eau Rouge flat, in a race not in a qualifying session, with only a very narrow dry line on which to do it.

Ahead of me on the straight, Michael had clearly not taken Eau Rouge flat, because I was now catching him at a rate of knots. As we approached Les Combes, ahead of us I spotted Ricardo Zonta’s BAR-Honda, which we were about to lap.

I thought to myself, “Whichever way Michael goes, I’ll go the other.” He went to the left, so I went to the right, braking as late as I dared, off-line, on a still-damp track, at 300km/h (186mph). As I turned in, I had done it; I had passed Michael; I had retaken the lead.

Through the next few turns Michael tried his best to harry me into a mistake, chucking his Ferrari around from left to right behind me, in an effort to unsettle me. As I say, he was always such a committed battler, a real racer in fact. But I held my nerve, whispering under my breath “Mika, keep calm, keep calm, keep calm.”

By the end of the 44th and final lap, I was still 1.1s ahead of him. 

Job done. Great win. Fantastic day.

Please forgive me for attaching an epilogue. I feel I must, because this blog would not be complete without my saying something about Michael now, rather than merely describing one of my battles with Michael then. We all know that he had a bad skiing accident on December 29th 2013, involving head injuries, and that ever since then he has been under medical care. I do not profess to know the details of his condition, but I was pleased to see that in a video interview released a couple of months ago his manager Sabine Kehm said that his condition was slowly improving.

I hope and pray that those encouraging signs are continuing still. No, he will never race again; no, he may never walk again; he may never talk again, for all I know. But, on the other hand, he may. Miracles sometimes occur, and I for one dearly hope that a miracle occurs for Michael some time soon.

Keep fighting, my old friend.