And what a spectacle it was. While billions of Covid-ridden punters from all 193 countries in the world were watching riveting moments in Olympism like the trampoline, wall climbing (very popular in Melbourne this week), ping pong, skateboarding, artistic swimming, one-handed weightlifting, live pigeon shooting and underwater dominos, true followers of Pete Coubertin were transfixed by the race to end all races, the miracle at Mogyorod, the heart stopper at The Hungaroring, the biffathon to end all biffathons, last Sunday's 124 minutes of petrol-powered, testosterone-fuelled competition.

Esteban Jose Jean-Pierre Ocon-Khelfane (Oco to his mates), driving a Renault beat Hamo and Carlos Sainz Vazquez de Castro by hours. Oco was ably assisted by team person Fernando Alonso Diaz, who kept Hamo and other contenders at bay on the very narrow Hungaroring.

But the real story here is how, just 13 seconds after the start, on a wet track, Val Bottas locked up and took out Lando Norris and Sergio Perez – as well as touching up Maxie's car, making Max even madder and his car without a floor much like Fred Flintstone's footmobile – while Lance Stroll joined Botto's lock-up club and hit Chuck Leclerc, who spun around Daniel Ricciardo, with Bottas, Perez, Norris, Stroll and Leclerc all forced into the Hungaroring retirement home as the race was red flagged.

But wait, it gets weirder. At the restart there was only one car on the grid. Yes, clearly Merc team boss and co-owner Toto the Wolff had too much Palinka on the Saturday night and decided that, unlike every other car left in the contest, Hamo didn't need new tyres and so he started on his Pat Malone. Hamo won the start. Of course after that it was all downhill and the world's best driver did a wonderful lap and came back in for a tyre change as everyone else was coming out. So now he is dead last on a track that's like Flinders Lane on steroids. Oco leads for 68 laps, Maxie is pedalling his little legs as fast as he can but it's only good for tenth because the other cars have engines and in the drive of this, or any other century, Hamo takes third to Seb Vettel.

Hold on. Sit down Seb fans. The stewards have called for a swab. Oh no! Aston Martin, the team powered by Merc engines and partly owned by Merc's Toto, has had their best driver disqualified for too little gas in the tank. Hamo moves up to second and Fezzer's Carl Sainz is third. So going into little lunch break of the season, Hamo is suddenly eight points ahead of Maxie.