Drive to Survive works because, honestly, it isn’t really about racing. It’s about twenty extremely rich, extremely fragile men trying to keep their jobs, while team principals quietly try to destroy each other over lunch. Christian Horner and Toto Wolff are basically characters in the world’s most expensive soap opera, and somehow neither of them seems to mind.

The access is extraordinary — garage cameras, pit-wall arguments, tense team meetings, drivers finding out their careers are over, and enough political intrigue to make you forget there are actual cars involved. The Season 4 Abu Dhabi finale is genuinely one of the best hours of sports television ever made, and the show has an incredible talent for turning midfield teams like Haas into a tragedy unfolding in real time.

Yes, the editing plays fast and loose with reality. Radio messages get moved around, rivalries are given an extra few tablespoons of drama, and some moments are clearly polished for maximum television.

But that’s the point. Drama. Drama. Drama.

And as for Red Bull? We love to hate them. When they win everything, it becomes less about the championship and more about finding increasingly creative reasons to be annoyed by them. Christian Horner appearing on screen is basically a cue to start booing from the sofa.

It’s slick, ridiculous, addictive and completely shameless about what it is. More importantly, it reignited my love of Formula 1 and made me fall head-over-heels for Hamilton.