You may think I’m joking. The Dutch Grand Prix is so much more than one word. Especially if that word is a sweet snack. How can a waffle encompass all the feelings one goes through when attending a Grand Prix, especially after three weeks without racing? And yet… Stroopwafel. I guarantee you that everyone working the GP will have said the word at least …
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