As F1 fans this time of year, we begin to get the shakes and suffer from withdrawal from our beloved sport.  With  Christmas upon us and in the spirit of F1 and the holidays, I have re-written a Christmas poem for all F1 fans.  I sincerely hope you all enjoy this twist on a classic. T’was The Night Before Christmas, When All Through Pit Lane There Were No Milk And Cookies, Just Bottles Of Champagne The Stockings Were Hung, By The Podium With Care Hoping Newey’s Designs Soon Would Be There Bernie Was Sleeping, Safe And Sound In His Bed As Recent Courtroom Proceedings, Bounced Around In His Head Jean Todt In His Onesie, Was Checking His List As He Made Plans To Rule With A Soft Iron...
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