#also i forced myself to change all his ums and uhs and curb to the way he would spell them

[dr3comebackera]

Daniel Ricciardo on his Zandvoort crash, surgery on his broken hand, recovery process, and return in Austin

Tom Clarkson: "Now you mentioned the elephant in the room, Zandvoort. FP2, Turn 3, what happened?"

Daniel Ricciardo: "I *awkward laugh*, I mean I obviously can remember it very clearly, since I didn't hit my head. Erm, but, so you come through, turn, I guess it's Turn 2, and it's over kind of a crest, but then you stay quite tight, because, then the line for 3, you ride the top of the banking. So you know, you're not taking a conventional racing line, so you're not like looking at the apex, you're looking at the top of the corner, pretty much. Like, as a driver, we're always looking ahead and normally like at the apex, but the way you exit 2, you then kind of look straight ahead and pick your braking point."

DR: "So at that point, I'd exited 2, I hadn't seen any yellows, nothing like that. And then by the time I've looked and braked, I then looked where I need to turn, and I see Oscar. This all happened so quickly, but I remember, I can, obviously I'm picturing it in my head now. So I remember, okay, the line we take is high and by this point I'd braked, so I'd already committed, so I knew the speed I was going. My only choice was to take the high line, but I could see his car was at the top of the track. So there wasn't enough room for me to pass through the high line. I'm going too fast to take a low line, so it was either, probably look like a real idiot and crash into him, or try and just slow the car as much as I can, and likely just crash into the barriers, which is what happened."

DR: "But yeah, because it was all, I guess I'm still trying to figure out what I'm going to do, by the time then I'd committed to just going straight, I hadn't then realized, 'okay, take your hands off the wheel.' And a lot of us still don't do it, because crashing is not natural. And it happens so quickly, because you don't plan to crash, so a lot of the time you don't kind of have, yeah, the time to be like, 'okay, I'm crashing, what do I need to do? Brace myself, okay, take my hands off the wheel.' Sometimes you just don't have the luxury of time."

DR: "So, that was it, I hit the wall. I've only watched one replay, but I just don't, I don't want to. Basically, when I've gone in, I'm pretty sure like the right front, it's just the angle, right, the right front would've grabbed the Tecpro [barrier] first, and then that's, like, pulled it in, so it's, it's like I've turned really hard right, the way obviously it's grabbed the wheel. So because the wheels then turned so quickly, I've basically lost grip, so it spun out of my hands, and the bottom of the [steering] wheel, which is pure, hard carbon, has then come up and basically karate chopped my hand."

DR: "So then, you've got the shock of the crash and then adrenaline, so I've come on the radio, and I'd, I think I'd been like, oh sorry, like I've crashed or something. And then, is he like 'oh, you alright?' or 'can you continue?' and I was like, 'no, the car is damaged.' And then, I could feel my hand, and I was like, 'ow, my hand, my hand.' And then I just, it started to, like the pain just went, obviously ramped up really, really quickly, and I feared that something was bad. So, as I'm, I wanted, I was like, 'I need to get my glove off, I need to get my glove off.' And as I'm pulling my glove off, I remember, I was thinking, *awkward huffy laugh*, I was like 'if there's a bone through the skin, I'm gonna pass out.' So that's all, I was just like 'please, please don't let me see anything gruesome.' I'm not good with this stuff, I'm sweating telling it, like I'm serious. I suck at this.

TC: "Have you broken a bone before?"

DR: "I broke my arm as a kid at school, throwing a tennis ball. Anyway, yeah, another very random accident, and I didn't need surgery, that was like a long, long healing process."

DR: "But yeah, so, alright, so I've pulled my glove off, and I, I could see it was already quite swollen, but no bone through the skin. I was like, 'okay.' But then the pain just got so bad, so as soon as I jumped into the medical car, I was *long pause* making a lot of noises, because I was in a lot of discomfort. So I knew that it was not good. I knew immediately, obviously, I wasn't going to race on the weekend. Like I didn't need a doctor to tell me. I feared it was a broken bone. I think the first thing that really kind of just made me sad, was I just had a very, very productive summer break. I felt really, really good physically, and I was just, yeah I was just ready to go. And this just felt like an unfortunate setback. But I was just more worried about surgery and all that, because I'm, again, I'm a bit of a wuss.

TC: "What happened next, I mean, you went down to Barcelona, to Dr. Xavier Mir, who is renowned in the MotoGP world, for mending those sort of breaks. I also think he was, didn't he help Lance Stroll earlier in the year as well?" "Yeah" "So who put you in touch with him, or did you know him already?"

DR: "So from the medical center, we went to the hospital there in Amsterdam. Got scans, and they're like, 'yeah, it's broken.' And by this point, it's the size, like, looked like an elephant stepped on my hand. The doctor there said, 'look, I would recommend surgery.' He's like, 'you can have it here, but you probably want to wait anyway a few days for the swelling to go down. Speak to whoever you need to speak to and obviously you can have your surgery wherever you want, I'm just going to give you my advice.' So then we reached out to Lance, we reached out to, well Jose, a friend of ours who works with Alpinestars, so he knows all the MotoGP guys, and he, he's Spanish as well, so he knows. So he, I think, put us into touch with Xavier Mir, and then, yeah, Lance was like 'go to him' as well. All signs were just pointing to, this guy's done this too many times, just go see him. Like, like don't even bother, just go there.

DR: "So it was, it was a blessing and a curse because, *laughs* he does a lot of MotoGP guys, who, are not human. They are not. It's fact, they are not. So, I think there's an expectation of me going in there, he's like 'oh, F1, MotoGP, same! Not human, don't feel pain.' 'No, doctor, I feel pain. I'm going to cry for the next 48 hours whilst I'm in this hospital.' So it was just funny, they, I think, you know, all the doctors and nurses and that who were helping me, and they were great, but I think they were, they were just quite, they would laugh a lot, because I would wince and pull away and ask questions every needle that went into my arm. Erm, so I think they just thought I would be tough like a MotoGP rider, but I am not."

TC: "I'm sure you were."

DR: "No, no, trust me, I'm not. The break itself was quite significant. It was a shatter, like it wasn't like, oh you just break it clean down the middle. I think it was in eight pieces or something. So it was also, for a bone that can be quite a simple one, it wasn't too pretty."

TC: "So it's your pinky that was being affected by it?" "Erm, well..." "On your left hand?"

DR: "It's like the outside of the hand. So that's the bone I broke, in between like the wrist and the pinky, like that knuckle. So like along the outside there. But even me just rubbing my finger over the top of my hand, hurt like crazy. Maybe I just feel pain more than others, I don't know. *laughs* But er, sorry, I just want to, just let's also say one thing. There was also the reality where, yes, I would moan and complain because I don't like the pain. But it was a broken hand, so there was also a part of me which was like, 'look, dude, yes you're in pain and it's going to be a bit of a process, but people have worse injuries, people have bigger accidents.' So don't get me wrong, I also tried to reality check myself through it all, and I think that's what made me quite, like remain quite positive."

TC: "You missed five races, you came back for Austin. Was there any talk of you getting back earlier, maybe for Qatar?"

DR: "So I knew, I was doing physio every day, and I was, I was doing what I could to come back as soon as possible. But I also wanted to make sure, and I think, you know, Red Bull/Alpha Tauri were really good with this, I wasn't fighting for a world championship, like it's not like, dude you need to just drive through immense pain and just get a point, you know because this is your titles on the line. Like it was, let's make sure you do this and heal properly, and get the right treatment, because also you've got, hopefully a second part of your career which is going to be long and glorious. So it was just, don't compromise anything that you then have a bum hand for the next two years of your career, three years, whatever. So it was good, I could just do it properly."

DR: "Qatar was talked about, I went on the sim the week of Qatar, on the Monday, but I couldn't, er, yet, drive with the full force of the steering, like so we would like bring the feedback down. Er, I just couldn't grip it and do more than like two laps at full strength. So it was very clear that Qatar was out of the question, and also for me to come back and like, yeah, I don't know, not drive at my best and then, no, that no one benefits. I don't benefit, the team doesn't. So er, it was that, at that point we're like, let's just go all in for Austin and make sure I'm good for that."

TC: "And Liam was doing a decent job as well"

DR: "Exactly, he was doing well and there was also, I think Red Bull were great to give me a contract whilst I was injured, to give me a contract for next year. So I, I had that-"

TC: "That was very significant, wasn't it?" "Yeah" "They actually signed you long-term when you were on the sidelines?"

DR: "Yeah, there's so much about being back in the Red Bull family this year that's felt good and right, and I think that was such a, yeah just such like a big thing for them to do that. I think obviously it showed they have a lot of faith in me. It also put to bed if anyone was like, 'oh you know, is there still any issues from their previous relationship years ago? Like is there any carryover tension or whatever?' Like, for them to do that, I think it was very much like, he's our kid and we're going to support him because we believe in him and- So that was really nice."

TC: "So you come back for Austin, and were there any ill effects there? Because I mean, that's a quick track, sector one in particular."

DR: "Er, no, like in, in short no. Erm, I think the race, I got into it quickly and, and, and I was actually honestly expecting more pain in Austin. I was expecting like every kind of bump or kerb I'd hit would be like 'ow, ow, ow.' But it was okay, and erm, I think it was just an endurance I needed to build so like, towards the end of the race, I could feel like my grip strength was maybe not as good as at the start of the race. But honestly, I was, I was fine. And I think that was another thing, I didn't want to get back into a race and then be like, 'yeah I could have done better, but you know, my hand was not up to full strength.' Or like, I was like, this can't be an excuse, and it wasn't, so it was all good."

TC: "And Daniel, you were never going to miss Austin, right?"

DR: "No, I couldn't. I would've loved the result to be better, but no, I couldn't miss Austin.

TC: "The track, the place"

DR: "Yeah, yeah. I love it."

#daniel ricciardo #f1 #i've listened to this beyond the grid podcast a few times now and i just need everyone to hear/read this part #he gives so many details about everything that happened including all the pain he felt :( #very much would like to give him a hug #also the broken arm/throwing a tennis ball story is crazy too #he talked about it in another video #i think a red bull on the sofa end of year video #and he said it snapped random because he had a medical issue (but didn't know about it) where his bone had been weakening over time #and it just hit its limit and snapped that day when we went to throw a tennis ball back to some classmates #also i forced myself to change all his ums and uhs and curb to the way he would spell them #i wanted this to be in his voice lol #dutch grand prix 2023 #dutch gp 2023 #zandvoort #daniel and his broken hand #the image of him crying in the medical car and hospital makes me sad :(

[leggomylino]

[𝙻𝚘𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛… 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝…]

[𝙵𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚡 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢.]

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“And so, as you can see, Force is defined as a change in momentum respecting means of time. Momentum is the mass of an object times its velocity. Therefore, Force itself is the change in mass times velocity, or acceleration, with respect to time.”

A small timer watch beeps, signalling the end of class. The students of classroom 2-B all gather their things, and the professor nods his head, resetting his watch for the next batch of students. 

“Alright, class dismissed. We’ll pick up on a closer look at the measurement of time next week...heh.” 

He smirks and chuckles at his own joke before packing his briefcase and taking off for his next appointment. Hyunjin sighs.

“That was brutal...I think maybe I should start studying with Jeongin after all.”

Felix gives him a small smile, more lost in his thoughts than anywhere else. “Ya think?”

“Yeah…” He lists his head, slumping down into the now empty seat beside him. “You wanna grab food and play Ultrascape at my place?”

“Can’t. Got work.” He gives him a skeptical look. “I thought you had a date tonight?”

Hyunjin sighs...again. “It got cancelled. Something about a...time of the month, something?”

“......” 

Felix lets it go. He’s not much feeling up to getting into that conversation right now. 

“Welp, I’m sorry to hear that. Why don’t you go study with Jeongin?”

“Now?”

“...Yes, now. Finals are next week.”

“No way, man. I meant later, like, in the future.”

He rolls his eyes, walking around the boy. “The future is now, as they say. I’ll see you later.”

Out in the hall his mind begins to wander, as it normally does when he’s got his earbuds in and the late afternoon sun on his face. His thoughts spiral in a spectrum of colors, each color a new mood, a different possibility; every one connected to you.

The drive goes roughly the same, and when he parks in his usual spot outside of True Bloom florists there’s a vibration in his pocket. He pulls out his phone to…

...more annoying nonsense.

………… 

It’s the only thing he can think about ‘til closing time.

❧

[(𝚢/𝚗) 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢.]

That night when you get home, you notice a few glitches in Ultrascape that make you think back to what Felix had mentioned the day before, about Clash of Enforce producing a horrible glitch and saved data-eating virus. You tell yourself it’s nothing, shutting off your light to go to bed…

And then you get a text from...an unknown number.

And see him tomorrow you would. But not in a way you were expecting.

❧

[𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚞𝚙! 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, (𝚢/𝚗) 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝟼. 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚎𝚍.]

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The following morning you wake up on time for once; it’s an important day, after all. Your first day on the job.

You dress properly as Jaemin had instructed you to do so on the ride home yesterday, but go the extra mile just to be sure you make the best first impression: collared button-down shirt, steam-pressed with not a wrinkle in sight, black mid-length skirt, a pair of small work heels and your hair pressed back with a simple black headband. A careful application of natural makeup disguised as a light dusting of such and you’re good to go with a blueberry muffin and a small cup of coffee on your way out the door.

You only make it one step as you notice it’s rather dark and shady for a supposedly sunshiny day. 

Then you look up right into the face of a freckled-faced college boy dressed in a Uni t-shirt and old, baggy jeans.

“Felix?”

Holy crap he was close. You’d nearly stepped on his foot coming out, and now your face was treading awfully close to the border.

You quickly swing back into the foyer, taking in his tired-eyed/messy-haired/late-night-studying aesthetic. Except you knew he’d been up gaming instead; had he been up all night? “You look awful-- I mean!” You shake your head. “You look…”

...Like a trainwreck. A cute trainwreck. But still a trainwreck. Could trainwrecks even be cute?

“Um…”

He was just staring at you. Completely locked in another dimension.

“Felix…?” You wave your hand in front of his face. Snap your fingers a few times. Hesitantly nudge his shoulder. Give him a tap to the cheek, then a light slap. 

“Gah!” He jumps, causing you to squeal and jump also, your breakfast nearly staining your Best First Impression. Then he groans, rubbing his tired eyes. “Ah...sh*t, I’m sorry (y/n)...”

You release a breath, regathering yourself. “It’s alright...is everything okay?”

“......” He shrugs lazily after a moment, looking rather depressed. “I actually...I came over because…”

“Yes…?”

“......”

“......”

His face appears to be attempting to formulate words, but he’s clearly caught in a hazy fog of sleep deprivation. At this point you’re going to be late for work. You try not to sound too annoyed as you egg him on.

“Yeeees?”

He scrunches his nose. “...I wanted to know if--” 

His words stop abruptly, eyes coming into focus as if suddenly seeing you for the first time.

“...Are you going to the courthouse or something?”

You chuckle and shake your head, dusting off any stray grass or pollen that wandered in from outside. “No. I’m on my way to work.”

“Work?”

“Yeah.”

“You got a job?”

“Yeah…”

A look of horror comes to slowly creep across his face, but you have no idea why. Next he’s studying your outfit again, glaring hard as if trying to see through you.

It makes you pretty uncomfortable, even if it is someone you’d normally trust.

“Felix…? What are you--”

“What is it?”

You blink. “Huh?”

“Your job. What is it?”

Why does he sound so worried...? Your face is beaming with pride anyway, ready to dish out your new title. Surprisingly and to your disappointment, though, Felix only looks more uncomfortable and...almost concerned. Definitely concerned. It’s the same look your brother gives you when you tell him you wanna drive to the ice cream parlor by yourself during rush hour or take a late night stroll through the park. “If you must know, starting today I’m now officially--”

Incoming call from: Jaemin.

Speaking of such... “...Uh, I have to take this. Can we maybe talk outsi--?”

“It’s okay. I’ll come back later.”

You answer the phone, but immediately put it on hold, the two of you stepping out toward the driveway. “Oh, no, it’s okay, I have a few minutes.”

Felix smiles at you from over his shoulder. Kind of sadly. “Nah, it’s cool. I honestly don’t really know why I came over in the first place. I just...had a lot on my mind, and found myself skipping class to drive clear out here.”

Your mouth falls agape. “You skipped class?!” What you wouldn’t give to be attending classes again like a normal student, making friends, complaining about homework and midterms and finals.

“Yeah. Not the first time either,” he laughs...then chews on his lip. “...But also not ideal. I should probably get back.”

He continues making his way back to his old silver Camaro parked rather crooked on the curb, and you frown at his retreating backside, wondering what on earth could be going on inside that exhausted, ingenious head of his. “You should take the day off and get some rest. You look…”

“Awful, I know.”

“No! No, never awful...I meant…” You’re searching for the word, but all you can think of is “deadass tired and blatantly depressed.” Also cute...and also...kind of…… 

Felix gives you a small, playful push, and smirks. Still managing to look beautiful despite being deadass tired and blatantly depressed. “I’ll see you around. I’ll redeem myself then.”

“...Okay.”

And then he’s clambering in his car and slightly swerving away. You’re so worried about making sure he doesn’t crash into a tree or a stop sign that you almost forget you left Jaemin on hold.

“Jaemin?”

“(Y/n)! Geez, you gave me a fright!”

“...gave you a fright?”

A sonorous of voices and clitter-clatter fill up the background on the other end of the line: File cabinets closing. Printers beeping. Papers being sorted and shuffled from one destination to the next. “Yes. I’ve been worried about you all morning. Did you make it to the frat house yet? I mean...the house?”

You make your way to your car, pausing just before opening the door as you remember what Jaemin said about you driving, then roll your eyes to hail a cab. “No, Jae, not yet. I just left the house a few minutes ago. I’m hailing a cab right now.”

“A cab? ...I’ll come get you.”

“No, no, Jae--”

“I’m leaving the office now, I’ll be there in twenty minutes--”

“Jaemin!” You groan. “It’s fine! I can take care of myself. You can’t miss anymore work, I’ll be okay.”

“...Only if you’re sure.”

“I’m sure.”

Silence. Then he sighs.

“...Why are you leaving the house so late anyway? Is everything okay? You didn’t have an episode or anything…?”

“No.” You grunt. “Felix stopped by.”

“Felix?”

“Yeah, remember? The boy who was over last time you were here?”

They had met, hadn’t they? You try thinking back to Jaemin’s last visit the other day…

“Oh, right. The lanky kid with the passive attitude.” He pauses. “You two aren’t...dating or anything, are you?”

“...That was Han. And no, we aren’t.”

“Oh. That’s a relief...”

Your cab arrives. “I gotta go. My ride is here.”

“Stay on the phone with me until you get there.”

“Jaemin…”

Was it always going to be like this? …

One day at a time, (y/n). One day at a time. You have plenty of time to prove yourself, starting now.

“Fine, just...text me as soon as you get there. And I mean--”

“Yeah, I know. Bye.”

You hang up the moment the door shuts, the cab venturing into frat boy territory.

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[𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎? ➤ 𝚈𝚎𝚜    𝙽𝚘]

[𝚂𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐… 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛…]

[(𝚢/𝚗) 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎.]

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𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝙼𝚢 𝙶𝚊𝚖𝚎  → 𝚃𝚘 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚝 𝙷𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 |  [𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛!𝙹𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚡 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛!𝙵𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚡] (𝙰/𝙽: 𝙰𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚊-𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍. ^^ <𝟹)

[ 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙱/𝚈 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 //  ➤ 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙰/𝚇 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 ] 

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