Race
At the start, Senna got ahead of Hill but Andretti hit Berger with both crashing hard in the tyre barrier in turn 1. Both of them along with Brundle and Fabrizio Barbazza 's Minardi were out. The order was: Prost, Senna, Hill, a fast starting Jean Alesi , Schumacher, and Lehto. Schumacher passed Alesi on lap 2, but his teammate Patrese only lasted until the fourth lap when his suspension failed. While Prost built up a substantial lead, Senna was under pressure from Hill who took second on lap 11. On lap 25, Senna was issued a stop-go penalty for lapping a backmarker under yellow flags and dropped behind Schumacher. There was a heavy rain shower, and many drivers pitted for wet tyres , including Senna, Schumacher and Hill, while Prost stayed out on slick tyres . Several... The rain stopped and the safety car went in, and the order stayed as listed. The sun then came out, it began to dry rapidly and everyone stopped for dry tyres. Johnny Herbert had pitted for slicks right when the safety car pulled back into the pits, and he was to move up to third place due to this early change back to slicks. Just after the tyre stops Senna passed Hill for the lead and pulled away. Behind, Schumacher and Alesi had stop-go penalties for passing under yellow flags, Schumacher dropping to fifth and Alesi going down to ninth. Schumacher passed Blundell and then Herbert to take third. Senna won from Hill, Schumacher, Herbert, Blundell and Alessandro Zanardi . After the race, several Brazilian fans invaded the circuit in celebration of Senna's victory (similar to the English fans at the British Grand Prix ...
Race Result
| Pos | No | Driver | Constructor | Laps | Time/Retired |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | 8 | Ayrton Senna | McLaren-Ford | 71 | 1:51:15.485 |
| 2 | 0 | Damon Hill | Williams-Renault | 71 | + 16.625 |
| 3 | 5 | Michael Schumacher | Benetton-Ford | 71 | + 45.436 |
| 4 | 12 | Johnny Herbert | Lotus-Ford | 71 | + 46.557 |
| 5 | 26 | Mark Blundell | Ligier-Renault | 71 | + 52.127 |
| 6 | 11 | Alessandro Zanardi | Lotus-Ford | 70 | + 1 Lap |
| 7 | 19 | Philippe Alliot | Larrousse-Lamborghini | 70 | + 1 Lap |
| 8 | 27 | Jean Alesi | Ferrari | 70 | + 1 Lap |
| 9 | 9 | Derek Warwick | Footwork-Mugen-Honda | 69 | + 2 Laps |
| 10 | 20 | Érik Comas | Larrousse-Lamborghini | 69 | + 2 Laps |
Qualifying
| Pos | No | Driver | Constructor | Q1 | Q2 |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | 2 | Alain Prost | Williams-Renault | 1:16.809 | 1:15.866 |
| 2 | 0 | Damon Hill | Williams-Renault | 1:17.856 | 1:15.929 |
| 3 | 8 | Ayrton Senna | McLaren-Ford | 1:18.639 | 1:17.697 |
| 4 | 5 | Michael Schumacher | Benetton-Ford | 1:19.061 | 1:17.821 |
| 5 | 7 | Michael Andretti | McLaren-Ford | 1:20.093 | 1:18.635 |
| 6 | 6 | Riccardo Patrese | Benetton-Ford | 1:20.388 | 1:19.049 |
| 7 | 30 | JJ Lehto | Sauber | 1:20.571 | 1:19.207 |
| 8 | 29 | Karl Wendlinger | Sauber | 1:19.230 | 1:19.270 |
| 9 | 27 | Jean Alesi | Ferrari | 1:19.260 | 1:19.549 |
| 10 | 26 | Mark Blundell | Ligier-Renault | 1:20.281 | 1:19.296 |
Championship Standings After This Race
The Paddock Breakdown
Barry · Gary · KatGary — 33 · Three Fantasy F1 leagues
Hold on to your helmets! The Benetton, fueled by a 1. 5-liter Ford V8 – a beast producing a staggering 670 horsepower – was absolutely *devouring* the asphalt. Hill, in his Williams, wrestled valiantly, but the sheer raw power surging through Schumacher's car was a force of nature. This wasn't just a race; it was a brutal, exhilarating clash of engineering titans. The crowd roared, sensing a seismic shift in the championship fight.
"Hold on… hold. *Just* hold your breath!" The air crackles, doesn't it? Interlagos erupts! Senna, seizing the moment, a brutal surge past Hill at the lights – a calculated gamble, a savage declaration. Ten thousand souls, a sea of green and gold, roaring with the power of their hero. This isn't just a race; it's a visceral battle for national pride, a brutal testament to the raw, unforgiving nature of speed.
Kat — 30 · Technical journalist
Berge spins! A catastrophic misjudgment, the Norwegian's car a whirling dervish against the wall! Hill, momentarily gifted the lead, now wrestles with the consequences – a fractured front wing, a gaping hole in his championship hopes. Senna, seizing the chaos, surges forward, the McLaren's predatory speed a brutal declaration. This isn't just a race; it's a savage battle for dominance, a desperate scramble for glory under the Brazilian sun. Schumacher, relentless, stalks the tail of the McLaren, a dark shadow mirroring Senna's ambition. The Interlagos crowd roars, sensing a seismic shift in the championship fight.
The rain…it's a serpent, isn't it? Coiling around Interlagos, spitting chaos. Prost, a glacial stare, already pulling away. Hill, relentless, hunting, a predator fueled by the roar of the crowd. Senna, though…a different beast entirely. He's absorbing the pressure, the weight of a nation, a simmering intensity. This isn't just a race; it's a declaration. Andretti's collision with Berger? A brutal punctuation mark on a morning already brimming with potential disaster. Schumacher, a dark shadow in the Benetton, watching, calculating. This is where legends are forged, isn't it?