Ft. Jackie Stewart as King Arthur, Helen Stewart as Queen Guinevere and François Cevert as Lancelot

"Another victory to Sir François! Sir Ronnie has been dehorsed thoroughly!" The stunned Swede was gathering himself with the help of fellow knight Sir Gunnar as the crowds of nobility and peasants alike roared as the French knight paraded with his signature pale blue and golden fleur de lis patterned caprisoned mare Nanou.

"Your Majesty, Sir François has performed quite well in the tournament. Soon the award ceremony is upon us and we must reward him handsomely..." Queen Helen leaned to whisper into her royal husband's ear, who scarcely gulped down a goblet of mead and was . As she glanced from their position from the covered stand, she could glance the Frenchman raising his visor at them, the blue eyes staring back with pride and lust just bubbling under the surface.

"Of course, his skills are unrivaled by any other knight." As Sir François bowed to the King Jackie and Queen Helen, King Jackie was having a bit of a coughing fit from inhaling too much of the fermented honey and was currently having his back patted by the Queen and the Royal Wizard and Head Advisor Graham.

The Nürburgring is a game of fetch with an Eldritch creature that eats cars. Try not to get eaten

Spa is a bar brawl. No rules, no limits. Get ready to have a bottle flying at your head within the first five minutes

Oh the hilleneuve we could have had (Embassy Hill driver Damon x Villeneuve Racing driver Jacques)