Probably our biggest bugbear when it comes to broadcasting is that it’s all a bit disposable, so whatever you say is usually forgotten about within a few seconds, which is why we decided to put pen to paper. At last, we could drop the pretence of being responsible adults. Up yours, Lazers! We didn’t mind a bit looking like a couple of chumps if that’s what makes you happy. The audience seemed to like it, so we won in the end. When watching the edit back in the Sky production office, some smartarse presenter who looks a lot like Simon Lazenby chips in with, ‘Look! it’s Dumb and Dumber!’ and from that moment on an automotive entertainment behemoth was born. After getting miked up, we went around Monza on a Vespa (with Damon driving, obviously) and chatted as we went. As we’d both won a Grand Prix there, our employers thought it would be a good idea to have us reminisce about our experiences for the further edification of the viewers. That didn’t take long.ĭamon and Johnny: Our double act started in 2013, when filming race-day show content for Sky F1 at Monza, prior to the Italian Grand Prix. For some reason the answers were pretty humdrum – astronaut or engineer, basically – so when he got to me I thought I’d try and be a bit creative and, after stroking my chin for a few seconds and trying to look reflective, I took the mic and said, ‘I think I’d be a ball sniffer at Wimbledon.’ĭamon: Hello Johnny, goodbye good taste. To kick things off, the person running the press conference went around every driver and asked them what they’d be if they weren’t in Formula One. Johnny: For example, I took part in the very first FIA Formula One drivers’ press conference at Silverstone many years ago, and had it been today I’d probably have been dragged from the room by the scruff of my neck and fired from a cannon. Well, nil desperandum, ladies and gentlemen, because we, Damon Hill OBE and Johnny Herbert DNF, are here to prove the doubters wrong by swapping honest, forthright opinions and stories involving automotive derring-do. That said, when it comes to chatting about all things F1 we’re still relatively intact, and can mix it with the best of them.ĭespite its immense popularity, it’s often been argued that F1 can be a bit too serious. We even have a win at Le Mans to our names, not to mention two crushed feet, a hair transplant and a pierced upper thigh. We’ve competed in 261 Grands Prix, spawning twenty-five wins, forty-nine podiums, one World Championship and 458 championship points. F1’s answer to Ant and Dec.īetween us we have about a hundred years’ experience of driving motorcars quickly. ![]() ![]() Or believe that Lewis Hamilton will retire as the GOAT, Lights Out, Full Throttle gets you to the front of the grid without the inconvenience of having to leave your seat. Whether you’re a fan of Nigel, Niki, Kimi or Britney, pine for the glory days of Brabham, Williams, Jim Clark and Fangio, They have earned cult status as commentators and pundits, with viewers loving their unerring dedication to the sport’s greatness.įrom Monaco to Silverstone – discussing Johnny’s crowdsurfing and Bernie’s burger bar, the genius of Adrian NeweyĪnd Colin Chapman, what it’s like to have an out-of-body experience while driving a car in the pouring rain at 200 mph, and the future of the sport in the wake of a tumultuous year – Johnny and Damon assess the good, the bad and the ugly of the F1 enthusiast’s paradise. Johnny and Damon have become the one constant for passionate British F1 fans in a rapidly changing landscape. Shortlisted for the Telegraph Sports Entertainment Book of the Year Award Calling all petrolheads, Lights Out, Full Throttle is the riotously funny tour through the best, worst and downright outrageous of F1.
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