Sunday 3rd
February began at 04:25am in sleepy suburbia, 279 miles north of Red Bull
Racing. There’s nothing quite like six hours of British public transport to get
you geared up for the launch of a Formula One car. Several cups of tea, three
delays and one rather violent case of Christian Horner foot tapping disease
later, I made my arrival at Milton Keynes Central station.
In the modest
station foyer, there’s a suited man holding a purple plate bearing the
Infiniti-Red Bull Racing logo. At that moment, it all becomes exceptionally
surreal. My fellow guest bloggers echo the oddness of the situation and we
share a giggle over the ‘My other car is
an RB9’ sticker decorating the back of our chauffeur driven Infiniti. We
sank in to the luxurious seats and discussed all things F1 as the slinky hybrid
silently cruises towards our destination.
There it was,
quietly sitting behind a cluster of leafless trees. A sweeping arc of glass,
navy blue panels and a Red Bull logo visible from outer space, the flowing
carousel of black, white and silver Infiniti’s pull us closer to the birthplace
of the RB9. This was ‘Charlie and the Better than Chocolate Factory’ stuff.
One by one, the queue
of cars dropping off lucky guests by the reception doors thins and it’s our
turn to step out and take our first glimpse of the glamorous RB9 launch. The
factory’s reception is crowded with cameras, Red Bull drinkers and a trophy
‘cabinet’ to rival all trophy cabinets. For a team that boasts more trophies
than we’ve had hot dinners, silverware storage is pretty high on the agenda.
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| Infiniti-Red Bull Racing Reception |
Media
accreditation wrist bands received, photographs taken with the groaning trophy
cabinet and we’re off to the super-secret warehouse where the RB9 lies in wait
as the F1 world gravitates around her. The entrance to said warehouse is a
gaping mouth screaming James Bond villain lair but the any-drink-you-want on
arrival and handy cloakroom suggests otherwise. Purple is the predominant
colour woven in to the carpets, curtains and flamboyant furnishings of the
best-night-club-on-earth style bar area; it’s the kind of place almost too cool
to exist.
Help yourself to
cocktails, a bowl of sushi and more alcohol, and then meander through the
crowds to where the magic really happens. The bulky army style truck in the
corner of the room seems a bit out of place, but it’s decked out with DJ decks
blasting a bass that shakes the floor. We grab a seat while we can; they’re
going fast!
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| Infiniti-Red Bull Racing launch warehouse |
Sitting three
rows from the stage, you can almost hear the RB9 delicately snoring beneath her
velvety purple sheets. Martin Brundle assumes position, introducing “three
times world champion, Sebastian Vettel, nine times a grand prix winner, Mark
Webber, Christian Horner and Adrian Newey… to unveil the new RB9,” but not
before the foursome have left poor Martin hanging on stage. It’s a stunt he
later describes to me as “just banter” when we bump into him amidst the flurry
of macaroon carrying waiters at the bar. The roll of his eyes and weary breath
of exasperation tells the story of a thousand practical jokes at his expense
thanks to his F1 colleagues.
As the cover is
lifted, it’s strange knowing I saw the car for the first time along with Seb,
Mark and many team members. The RB8 launch which I gawped at on a 3x2” screen
with failing Wi-Fi in a university lecture seems a world away. Seb’s playful
treatment of the subsequent press conference culminates in a pinkie to mouth
gesture (Dr Evil-esque) when quizzed about his plans for world domination,
while Mr Newey bashfully assures us the “grey area” of car regulation has
nothing to do Fifty Shades of Grey.
We believe you, Adrian.
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| Infiniti-Red Bull Racing hanging showcar |
Post-reveal
and the cavernous warehouse empties sharpish, journalists hurry to laptops and
guests chase autographs. We begrudgingly hitch a lift, chauffeur style, in the
car Seb had been whisked away in just moments earlier. It really brought new
meaning to Infiniti and beyond.
For more pictures from my adventure, pop over to Imgur or see my Twitter RB9 photo walkthrough to witness Martin Brundle's glorious tan.
- F1Lass



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