Dear Mr. Petrov,
We have received and processed your application to join the Hooniverse’s Morning Qualifying Flying Race Car Driver Club. In accordance with H.M.Q.F.R.C.D.C. bylaws, we will now bring your request to a vote before our membership committee.
Herr von Brauchitsch: His car had wings!! That’s cheating! Absolutely not. Nein!
Mr. McLaren: Seeing as he didn’t actually mean to fly, I can not approve Mr. Petrov’s admission to the H.M.Q.F.R.C.D.C.
Sir Jackie Stewart: Noooo….I’m sorry, laddie. Your giant balls failed to absorb the impact to the steering column. What’s that? You don’t have giant balls? Gentlemen, I think we’re done here.
I’m sorry, Mr. Petrov. You’re welcome to appeal the H.M.Q.F.R.C.D.C. membership committee’s decision, or resubmit your application to the Finnish Rally chapter. They might consider you for some sort of internship. Can you spell Ouninpohja?
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