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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓

Part 2 of `` 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 ``

· . ୨୧⭒๋࣭ ⭑ ` ` when you know, you know. ` ` ⊹ ‧₊˚

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ୨୧ Being in love with your friend is the best! Until your wort dream comes true. However, there might be hope after all.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ୨୧ lando norris x friend!reader (one-sided love), carlos sainz x fem!reader

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌 ୨୧ none!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ୨୧ angstish…? (fluff for reader now!), sex jokes (i’m sorry I couldn’t help myself), GOOGLE TRANSLATED SPANISH!!

𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐎 ୨୧ Margaret - Lana Del Rey

𝐀/𝐍 ୨୧ Pt 2 is done! i love carlos and i stand by the fact he types emojis and uses them like a mom. also, oml, the amount of photos here is actually insane 😭😭

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username1 get lando OUT of the likes 💀

username2 men have the absolute audacity

username3 imagine losing your friendship and treating a sweetest girl like shit. isn’t me but it is lando and Ex-Bsf/N 🤷‍♀️

lailahasanovic ✔︎ the hottest 😮‍💨

→ y/n.jpeg LOOK IN THE MIRROR 💕

lilymunihe ✔︎ she’s my gf guys!!

→ alex_albon ✔︎ uhm… i’m right here → lilymunihe ✔︎ and? → alex_albon ✔︎ wow. → georgerussell ✔︎ imagine your gf getting stolen by her own friend 😂 → y/n.jpeg carmen is next georgie boy. → carmenmundt ✔︎ 😳

(ex)ybsf_username wifey 🤍 🤍

→ y/n.jpeg ex-wife actually. → username4 TELL HER Y/N!! → username5 Y/N saying it how it is. → username6 ex-Bsf/N literally cannot read the room.

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y/n.jpeg girls night ❤️

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charles_leclerc ✔︎ still waiting for that pasta recipe 😓

→ alexandrasaintmleux char, i think there's a reason y/n isn’t giving it to you… → charles_leclerc ✔︎ what does that mean?! → alexandrasaintmleux i can’t say it i feel too bad 😞 → maxverstappen1 ✔︎ @ charles_leclerc you’re a shit cook. → charles_leclerc ✔︎ wow. thank you max. 😐 → alexandrasaintmleux still love you! 🩷 → charles_leclerc ✔︎ …je t'aime aussi 🫶

username7 anyone know the resturant??

y/n.jpeg it’s Truffle Bistrot in Monaco!

username8 has anyone else noticed how carlos has been constantly liking her photos? like as soon as Y/N posts??

→ usernme9 I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE → username10 carlos will treat her right 100% → username11 better than lando ever would 😬

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📍 Barcalona, Spain

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y/n.jpeg ¡Hola Espana!

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carlossainz55 ✔︎ beautiful! 🤩

→ charles_leclerc ✔︎ 🤨 🤨

carlossainz55 ✔︎ although, madrid is a much better place in spain, I can give you a tour next time! 😊

→ username12 ARIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??? → username13 carlos making the moves??? → username14 HELP HE’S SUCH A MILLENNIAL → y/n.jpeg you say that as if you haven’t toured me around madrid when you were still at McLaren after the Spanish GP 🤔 → carlossainz55 yes but, it wasn’t just you and me 😉 → username15 AYO??? → username16 okay mr. sainz we see you → username17 he’s making the moves now that y/n isn’t crushing on lando 💀 → maxverstappen1 ✔︎ this was the worst flirting i’ve seen since charles and alexandra. → charles_leclerc ✔︎ enough of this 😞

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📍Madrid, Spain

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y/n.jpeg first date kinda nervous 😵‍💫

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username18 HELLO???

username18 this was not on my 2024 calendar.💀

username19 bro lando is gonna be LIVID.

username20 girl said “you date my bsf, i date yours” 😭

username21 SHE’S NOT EVEN HIDING IT

carlossainz55 ✔︎ hermosa ❤️

→ y/n.jpeg says the one with the best hair ever 🥴🥴 → carlossainz55 you flatter me too much 🙃

username22 kinda living for them together.

username23 better than Lando 🤷‍♀️

username24 hopped from one driver to another… not a good look 😬

→ username25 and lando hopped from one bsf to another??? not a good look for him 😬 😬

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y/n.jpeg 🎙️ switching sides 🗣️

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carlossainz55 ✔︎ you look better in red ❤️

y/n.jpeg oh hush you’re making me blush 😣

oscarpiastri ✔︎ kind of offended at the moment…

→ y/n.jpeg whoopsies… sorry osc!! you are still my favorite driver that mclaren 🫶 → oscarpiastri ✔︎ favorite? I’m honored. → username26 probably her favorite for a reason 💀

username27 they weren’t lying when they said “everyone is a ferrari fan”

username28 that carlos photo is literally a jumpscare 😞😞

→ y/n.jpeg he might be a jumpscare but he’s my jumpscare 🫶

charles_leclerc ✔︎ please stop flirting in the garage I don’t need to see this.

→ y/n.jpeg quiet. last time i checked my bf didn’t post a tik tok with THAT audio. → alexandrasaintmleux okay! that’s enough information!

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y/n.jpeg when he can cook >>>

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charles_leclerc ✔︎ this feels very targeted 😓😓

→ y/n.jpeg maybe it is → charles_leclerc ✔︎ is my cooking that bad 🙁 → alexandrasaintmleux well… you definitely improved! :) → username29 HELPPP ALEX 😭😭 → charles_leclerc ✔︎ @ alexandrasaintmleux who are you and what did you do to my alex.

username30 1/2 ferrari drivers being able to cook is a world record

→ y/n.jpeg thank god i have the one that can!! → alexandrasaintmleux 😅

4 months later…

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f1 Carlos Sainz wins in Singapore! His first Smoooooth Operation in Ferrari! 🌶️ 🏁

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username31 smooooooooooth operatorrrrr

username32 AS HE SHOULD ‼️

username33 ferrari's only hope this season 😭🙏

username34 someone besides Red Bull winning??

y/n.jpeg my boy ❤️

→ carlossainz55 mi amor 🫶 → username35 stop it they are so cute → username36 "my boy" 🥲 → username37 I still remember when lando was "her boy" 😕 → username38 lando is the past. Carlos is Y/N's present and future. leave Lando back.

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landonorris when i win podium >>>

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username39 ew a ex-Bsf/N sighting

username40 this did NOT eat

username41 i don’t want to see ex-Bsf/N bazongas 🙁

→ username42 BAZONGAS 💀💀

username43 i love the fact no one on the grid or the wags BESIDES ex-Bsf/N liked this post 😭

username44 as they should tbh 🙏🙏

username45 HE-HE-HELL NAH 🗣️ 🔥🚨 🔥🚨 🔥🚨🗣️‼️

mclaren ✔︎ 😬

→ username46 EVEN MCLAREN DISAPPROVES

(ex)ybsf_username my boy ❤️

→ username47 I KNOW SHE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT. → username48 NO WAY SHE TOOK Y/N NICKNAME FOR LANDO NOW TOO…

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y/n.jpeg when MY BOY finishes 1st on and off the track 🤭 >>>

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username49 MISS GIRL.

username50 WE DID NOT NEED TO SEE THIS

username51 THE CARLOS CRUMBS

username52 CARLOS CRUMBS??? THE Y/N CRUMBS ARE INSANE

username53 THIS IS DEFINITELY A CLAP BACK AT THE LANDO POST 😭

charles_leclerc ✔︎ ENOUGH OF THIS.

→ carlossainz55 is it wrong to show a certain someone what he’s missing? 😅 → charles_leclerc ✔︎ NOT AT ALL BUT NOT LIKE THIS

lilymunihe there are kids here 😕

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username54 no ex-Bsf/N?

username55 after the fight i’m not surprised about a no ex-Bsf/N post 😬

username56 FIGHT???

→ username57 you didn’t hear? apparently, lando never liked ex-Bsf/N and they started fighting about Y/N and what happened to her… it’s definitely a “holy shit” moment …

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ENG: (My dear ❤️ Always grateful that such a bad event has brought us together as far as we are today. Wouldn't change it for the world!)

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𝐡𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝟏 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥

𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝟑: 𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 | 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐱 & 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

📖𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: your boyfriend has to make an appearance at some sponsor event. he's gone ahead and bought you an alluring outfit, but he failed to mention how seductive he looks in the new fitted suit his team got him. you two won't be staying long, but you increase the pace by riling him up, mostly unintentionally. so it's your fault that he makes you ruin his loaned mclaren. 📖𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 18+ only. explicit. squirting. car sex. semi-public sex. ooc (out-of-character) oscar. overstimulation. mild possessive behavior. mild jealousy. vaginal fingering. vaginal sex. condom usage. the audacity of men. lando norris’ savior complex /jk. author’s overuse of italics and run-on sentences. 📖𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 5k words 📖𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: oscar piastri x fem!black!reader 📖𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: oneshot. 📖𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸: water • tyla

𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲: what can i say, y'all. back at it with the unhinged thirst. every time i do one of these, they've been getting shorter and shorter. don't be afraid, for #4 (dr/mv) i'll be back on my game, they deserve it. yes gremlin lando appearance. also, i cannot imagine oscar ever acting this way, that's why i put the ooc tag? it's definitely a fun read tho (i think), along with the smut! thank you, loves, for the support on this event!

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oscar is known for his unfazed, composed and collected demeanor. he’s aware that some people say he has no personality–but, he’s just an introvert at the end of the day. oscar’s a man of few words: that’s what people who aren’t well acquainted with him would say. if you’ve had the pleasure of sticking around oscar long enough for him to become comfortable with you, you’ll learn that oscar has an incredibly complex personality. he’s overly sarcastic, has a niche sense of humor, and can ramble endlessly at you. but, he’s still a fairly calm and quiet individual. which is why the way oscar is about to scream at the top of his lungs in the middle of this mclaren event, would be considered uncharacteristic of him.

he originally invited you to join him tonight thinking that having you by his side would eliminate the social exhaustion he experiences at these types of sponsor events. however, the aussie failed to realize that you may introduce a…different problem, to tonight’s business party. when oscar asked you to join him two weeks ago, he was prepared for all of your objections–you’re both chronic homebodies, and you both hate partaking in small talk with balding, later-aged, cologne-drenched, white men who don’t know when to let a conversation die. he chose the perfect time to ask you (after you emerged from the bathroom post-self-care bath), and addressed all of your grievances.

oh, you don’t have anything to wear? he already bought you an outfit, had it altered to perfectly fit your measurements, and bought you a pair of heels and a purse to match. oh, you won’t be able to get your hair done in time? he already scheduled an appointment with your usual hairstylist the day before the event, paid all of her fees, and tipped her very nicely. oh, your nails aren’t done? he booked you a spot at your preferred nail salon for a premium mani-pedi, and has a few nail inspiration photos picked out if you can’t decide. if you need your lashes done or need to get waxed, he can make the call right now; he has them on standby to fit you in.

knowing the amount of phone calls oscar had to partake in to arrange all of this causes you to fold and agree to join him. there’s nothing more the two of you hate than making phone calls–well, besides the pr events.

oscar had chosen an alluring burnt-orange mesh corset and matching ruched ankle-length skirt that looks beautiful against your warm, soft and shining brown skin. your hair is silk-pressed, length reaching your mid-back and your edges are laid in a minimal manner, matching the simplicity of your makeup look. simple gold rings are spread across a few fingers, ears accessorized with a pair of small good hoops oscar gifted you, and his initials rest in the dip between your clavicles attached to a thin gold chain. objectively, you're considerably modestly dressed, the only skin you're showing is on your arms, shoulders, a smidge of your decolletage, and the tops of your feet in the low-heeled strappy sandals.

this is the start of what oscar failed to account for. he didn’t expect the outfit to hug your curves like plastic wrap. the whole night he’s had to forcefully deny himself the opportunity to stare at your ass, but that doesn’t mean the other men at the event have the same courtesy. he’s taken to burning holes with his eyes into anybody who lets their gaze linger over your form for a second too long. on a regular day, oscar is generally unaffected by anyone who appreciates your body (they can look, but the second they try to touch–you let them know exactly how they had you fucked up), but if he catches one more mclaren engineer undressing you with their eyes–he will make zac fire all of them; he’ll plan his own race strategy and do his goddamn pitstop by himself.

oscar also didn’t account for how your timid and sweet attitude would have everyone enamored with you; at first, watching everyone eagerly attune to your shy words was amusing to him, but it quickly became a nuisance. he was originally leading you around the room, doing his rounds at any important figures’ tables, and everything was fine. and then, oscar had made the obvious mistake of making you laugh–a pleasant stream of giggles spilling from your lips, dimples deepening, and smile widening at whatever small joke he made. he’s always thrilled to see how you throw your head back in amusement, how your hands clap together gleefully, and how your eyes squint in from the force of your laughter. as he shakes himself out of your dazzling trance, he attempts to rejoin the conversation–but every single person at the table remains entranced and wide-eyed at you.

this would be completely fine, of course, if it was a one-off occasion; but it’s not.

suddenly, every person oscar tries to thank for supporting mclaren, starts ignoring him and paying more attention to you. he’s literally the pilot of the car that these people are spending an absurd amount of money on, but they can’t even bother to try and pretend to listen to him. men and women alike are finding any excuse to prolong conversations with you, and even lean within your personal space with the excuse that ‘they can’t hear you very well because you’re so soft spoken.’ nobody can invade your personal space, but oscar. he has no choice but to do the very thing he hates–pda. you continue to circle around the room, his hand constantly resting on the small of your back or the dip of your waist. when you’re in the middle of listening to some completely unnecessary story a man is telling you, oscar constantly adjusts your hair, plays with your rings, and smooths down your skirt if he feels like they’re trying too hard. you banish oscar to getting you a glass of water when he begins to interject in conversations in a passive-aggressive manner.

his third strike off the night, might actually be an overall win in his books. when you saw oscar in his new fitted suit, you stared him dead in the eye and told him to ‘get naked and rail you’. it’s this beautiful deep cream color that pairs perfectly with the dark orange tone of your outfit, but the vest underneath the suit jacket highlights his tiny waist so clearly that it makes you want to scream. in between socializing, you overwhelm oscar with compliments, unable to stop telling him how handsome he looks. you surgically attach yourself to his side and hug his arm; taking an occasional squeeze of his bicep, playing with his cufflinks, and tracing the veins on the back of his hand. oscar practically runs to get you a refill of water because he’d be unable to stop himself from getting fully hard if you touched him any longer–the trousers hide nothing.

he can feel your burning gaze from across the room, and turns back to watch you after asking a waiter for water, and catches your eyes roaming the length of his body. in high-definition, he sees your tongue wetting your lips before you bite at your bottom lip–and then, your attention is stolen away from some random man who’s introducing himself to you and the group of ladies you found yourself accosted by as soon as oscar left your side.

and, that’s it for oscar. he thinks he may have heard his last-fucking-button being pressed inside his head, and seethes. he goes to push off from his leaned stance against the counter and makes to start his warpath, but a hand grasps at his shoulder. oscar turns around snappily, biting out an irritated and sarcastic, “can i help you?”

“woah! calm down now, mate. thought you were going to bite my head off for a second,” it’s lando, “if i were anybody else i’m sure there would be an unfortunate tabloid of ‘how oscar piastri is the most rude f1 driver on the grid’” lando jokes teasingly, yet a hint of seriousness leaks into his tone.

oscar nods, understanding the underlying warning within the brit’s teasing. he apologizes softly to lando, before glancing back over at you, and can infer that you charmingly informed the man that you have a boyfriend—based on the way you point in his direction. oscar watches the polite smile fade from your face as the man continues to bother you, and the murderous look rises to his face again.

“OKAY”, lando claps abruptly, startling not only oscar, but everyone in a 10 foot radius. lando waves everyone else’s eyes away, smiling like he didn’t do anything, and speaks underneath his breath, “go. i’ll cover for you.”

oscar’s mouth drops open, baffled, “what?”

“leave—get your girlfriend and go,” lando says matter-of-factly, his smile becoming genuine, “zac probably won’t like to hear that you looked particularly murderous, and he definitely won’t like hearing that you slaughtered our sponsors, and that i let it happen.”

oscar snorts before he thanks lando sincerely, and the brit dismisses him, “i’m just looking out for my rookie teammate as the senior driver for our team. i can’t let your horny teenage mindset become common knowledge to our esteemed guests.”

“first of all,” oscar says dryly, his grateful mood dissipating at the mocking, “i didn’t even know you knew the word ‘esteemed' existed,” lando scoffs, “and secondly, you are literally only two years older than me.”

lando looks at oscar with a blank stare and deadpans, “do you want to leave or not?”

oscar daps up his teammate in farewell, and makes his way over to you as quickly as he can without seeming desperate, your glass of water left behind on the counter. your back is facing him as he approaches and you're still unwillingly participating in conversation with the man who can’t take no for an answer. as he gets closer, he can piece together the conversation; the dude doesn’t believe you have a boyfriend and you must be lying to him, and you’re adamant that your boyfriend is very real.

“look, bro. even if i was lying about having a boyfriend, why would i give you my number now? like, i’m just supposed to forget how you’ve been harassing me—“

oscar rests his hand on your side, and when you turn your head to see who’s touching you, he leans down and kisses you. it’s a kiss deep enough to let everyone know who you’re leaving with tonight, but not deep enough to be salacious (he can hear lando’s cackle from the other side of the room).

you melt into his kiss before he pulls away, leaving you dazed and disoriented, stumbling into him. oscar drapes his left arm around your shoulder, guiding you to tuck into his side, while he offers his right hand to the offending man for a handshake. “it seems i haven’t had the pleasure of meeting you yet. i’m oscar, i drive for mclaren,” he introduces himself, sounding overly pleased.

the man angers, ignoring oscar’s extended hand and cockily states, “you should already know who i am. my family nicely lent you the mclaren you drove here tonight!”

“ah,” oscar smiles viciously, “if ‘your family’ kindly lent me the car, that would explain why i only remember your father’s name–and not his arrogant, disrespectful, and narcissistic trust-fund son’s name.”

the man stomps his foot in rage, like a spoiled brat, and questions, “who do you think you’re talking too?!”

oscar smirks, “nobody important, apparently,” (one of the ladies listening whispers a quiet ‘damn, that’s crazy’), oscar continues, “don’t worry, mate–i’ll make sure your father’s car returns home to him safely. should i bill you for any cleaning, in case i make a mess of it?”

the guy stumbles over a response before he scoffs and stomps away. oscar shrugs uncaring, before addressing the group of ladies who were cliqued to the side watching the whole interaction, “well. if you all don’t mind, i’m just going to steal her away from you ladies, if that’s okay?” (like there’s an option). the ladies fawn over oscar’s protectiveness before they let the two of you go, and then he starts herding you towards the exit.

it’s torture. in every five steps the two of you take, you're interrupted by various guests trying to catch you one last time. oscar feels like they’re all intentionally aggravating him; patting you on the arm, commenting on how eye-catching you look, and using the fact that the two of you are leaving to press a kiss to your hand in goodbye. you two burst out of the main doors and sigh in relief, for different reasons–for you, it’s because oscar didn’t give one of his sponsors brain damage, and for oscar, it’s because he’s one step closer to getting you in his bed.

you grasp at oscar’s hand, and he starts to lead you down the steps towards the valet, and as you fall into step at his side, you speak softly under your breath, “i can understand why you kissed me like that inside because the dude was being an asshole–even though you were marking your territory like some kind of dog–but, please; don’t tear this poor man’s throat out for helping me into the car.”

the australian remains quiet, properly chastised and works on releasing the pent up effect of the annoyances from inside the venue. everything is going well; the valet asks oscar for his parking ticket, and he goes to grab the keys, but stops just before he makes to start heading to the car, and turns back to you two and says, “i don’t know if i told you when you walked in but–you look incredibly beautiful tonight, miss. you could be a model, seriously. like, you should feel so lucky to have a woman like her–”

all attempts of oscar finding his peace are thrown out of the window. he interrupts the dude’s rambling, and bites out, “hey man, y’know what. i can just take the keys to the car. we can walk to it.”

the valet stutters, confused, “a-are you sure, i mean it’s like pretty far in the back. i can run and get it no pro–”

“it’s FINE! i mean, it’s cool, we can use the extra steps, y’know. enjoy the breeze and everything,” oscar says, slightly maniacal. there’s no breeze, it’s warm. the valet’s and your eyes meet for a second and a shared thought of “he’s trippin” is passed telepathically.

the valet concedes, not wanting to upset the f1 driver any farther and tosses him the keys. as the two of you are passing by, oscar hands the man a bill that’s probably too big based on the man’s astonished gasp. you call out to the man, continuing to walk further in the lot, “sorry about him! he just gets a little touchy about strangers driving his car, y’know?” oscar grumbles lowly next to you, and you smack him on the arm, “what did you want me to say? ‘oh sorry, my boyfriend just wants to fuck me really badly to soothe his needless jealousy?’”

“as long as he knows who’s the one who gets to take you home and fuck you.”

“oscar!” you squeak, “we both know we’d die of embarrassment if you said that. i can’t even imagine those words coming out of your mouth, in that order.”

you guys eventually puzzle out where the car is after several remote beeps of the car’s horn, and find that it’s literally tucked away in the last row, far corner with no surrounding cars for two rows.

oscar doesn’t open your door like he usually does, and leads you around to the driver's side. he opens the door, pushes the seat back as far as it goes, and sits down. without saying anything, he loosens his tie and goes to unbuckle his belt before you reach down and grab at his hand, bewildered, “oscar jack! what the fuck are you doing?”

he blinks, “i’m fucking you, right now. it’s too long of a drive back—i’m going to crash the car if you keep sitting next to me in that goddamn outfit. i was going to take you to the bathroom inside, but i figured you’d at least prefer the car. you can be a little louder here.”

your mouth dries, “you said they loaned you an incredibly rare, vintage mclaren, babe. i’m not gonna-“

oscar wrestles his way out of his suit jacket, spreads it underneath him on the leather seat, and pats his lap. “problem solved.”

shifting your weight, you glance around nervously. oscar is right, you would prefer the car over the bathroom. all those people inside who could overhear, gossip, and spread the news of how rookie mclaren, f1 driver, oscar piastri, had you yelling his name in the middle of an event. you’d pass.

“oh, c’mon now, babe. you didn’t think i saw the way you were eating me alive with your eyes inside,” your boyfriend teases, “i know you‘ve at least gotten a little wet for me already, haven’t you?”

that’s all it takes; the australian acting possessive and feening to get inside you is more than enough to have you straddling his lap and pulling the car door shut with a slam.

oscar tugs you into dirty make out, and you get lost in his pink lips, tugging teeth, and explorative tongue. the last of your breath tapers out in a reedy moan, and you break the kiss to pant against his lips, and oscar laughs. his laughter spreads through your chest, and it has your hips rolling against the bulge you feel underneath you. his amusement is cut off, and his hands fly to grip at your hips. he starts tugging you against him in a filthy grind, and choked off moans from the two of you start to fill the car.

you press kisses to oscar’s jaw line, paving a path down to his wide strong neck with your tongue. you suck on small patches of skin, not using enough suction to leave a mark, but enough for oscar to become aware of the fantasization that you could. the aussie gasps at every random suckle of your lips as he scrambles to pull the skirt up your legs. you shift your hips up to make it easier for him, as your hands feel down his torso to his belt. it unbuckles fairly easily, and you shove it out of the way, to unzip the slacks and pull his cock out.

oscar moans, throwing his head back at the feel of your hand on his length, and you get entranced in the trap that his pale thick neck is, again. you hum against his neck, introducing teeth alongside the ache of the suction of your mouth, and bully the collar of his shirt out of the way to find a space to leave a few marks. oscar’s breath freezes at the first hickey he feels you leave, but the rapid inhale he takes next clears his mind enough to have his right hand pull your panties to the side, and move to caress your heat.

you shudder on top of him, your breathy sigh amplified within the car. oscar sinks two fingers inside of you, and a much louder moan is tugged out. your hands fly up to grasp onto his shoulder, and your head tilts backward away from his neck in pleasure. his fingers thrust into you gently for a few beats slowly working to open you up for him and once he feels your cunt starting to relax, his thumb reaches to press at your clit. whines fill the air, as you lean all the way back, resting your back on the steering wheel allowing oscar all the space he needs to stretch you out. his fingers start curling as they drag out of you, and you can feel the pads of his fingers rubbing over a soft spot on the front of your walls.

oscar’s eyes were stuck marveling over the overwhelmed expression on your face, but once he starts feeling wetness dripping down his arm he glances down, and curses out a rough, “fuck, baby—you’re dripping all over me.” your cheeks burn hot, and you can’t tell if that’s out of humiliation or the effect of his awe-filled voice. your right hand releases his shoulder, and bats at his arm, before tugging at his wrist to pull his fingers out, “that’s enough, mmm, just get in me already.”

oscar eagerly draws away; he uses his clean hand to tug his wallet out of his back pocket, and tugs a condom out with a smidge of struggle before handing it to you. you snatch it out of his hand, biting it open and rolling it over his cock, and once it’s on, you tease, “jeez, osc. you really were planning on jumping me in the middle of the event tonight—grabbing a condom and everything; you think i’m that easy?”

he chuckles, satisfied, his hand drenched in your wetness rubbing over his cock to get him slick, and teases back, “you’re about to ride my cock in the parking lot of said event, pretending to be worried about ruining the seats of this vintage car. i’m not calling you easy, but it doesn’t hurt to be prepared, does it?”

your cheeks are definitely burning from humiliation this time around, but you huff, ignoring him checking you. you tug his hand away, raising your hips, and guide him to your entrance with your own hand, before slowly sinking down.

twin sets of moans fill the air as he bottoms out; one of his hands reaches to palm at your ass (it’s sticky, so it must be the one he fingered you with), and the other grips at your waist tightly. you squirm on top of him, knees barely managing to find enough room to prop on the seat to give you a stable base. once you feel stable in your cramped position, you give a testing grind of your hips, and from there, it’s lights out.

oscar lets you set the pace for a few thrusts, suffering in the languid rock of your hips; you’re torturously tight around him, and he can only groan at the feeling of you wrapped around him. his chest heaves, before he brings both hands to halt your hips, and starts fucking up into you rough and quick. a scream jostles out of your throat at the unexpected change of speed, but you just take it with no complaints, allowing yourself to go limp against the wheel of the car to hold your body upright. he moves your body for you, pulling you downwards to meet his upward thrusts; and you feel him constantly applying pressure against that one tender spot right under your navel.

your boyfriend revels in the sound of the moans he’s punching out of your throat, admiring the way your head is thrown back—mouth open wide, eyes scrunched tight, lips bruised and bitten to hell. it’s a lewd picture, painted by himself. the car rocks along to his frantic rhythm, windows fogging, and sweat begins to form on both of your skin. the aussie’s core tightens; he won’t last much longer, you’ve had him half-hard the whole night.

a frustrated grunt escapes oscar, and you hum questionably about to ask what’s wrong–but his right hand leaves your waist to furiously start circling your clit, and an ear piercing shriek leaves you. “c’mon now, babe. ah-be good and come f’me yeah? im so close, baby–please,” he babbles, the last shred of sanity leaving him. his hips don’t falter once–to you it feels like they’re moving quicker, every sensitive spot receiving attention from the sharp snaps of them.

you cry out, it’s all too much; your hand reaches down to press against his navel in a feeble attempt to stop him from stroking so deep and roughly, and incoherent pleads try and tumble out of your mouth, “mm! osc–no! ah–too much, baby! it’s too much–hngh–feels weird–s-slow down!” it’s like his ears are filled with cotton; he can hear you begging down at him but can’t make out what your saying over the blood rushing in his ears. he’s trapped staring at your pretty cunt, watching the obscene amount of wetness coming out of you–the suit jacket underneath him is completely ruined, and he off-handedly thinks it won’t be saving the leather upholstery.

your legs start quivering and trembling–it damn near looks like you're freezing to death, even though the car has become as humid as a sauna. your own orgasm shocks you, and your eyes roll back erotically–unable to give oscar any warning. and in your last moment of awareness, you realize that something feels different, but it’s too late.

you choke on your scream of, “oscar, fuck!” as fluid gushes out of your cunt, and the first wave is enough to completely drench oscar’s pants, and oscar finally returns to the moment in amazement. he eagerly brushes his hand against your clit, and shortens his strokes to quick little jabs to force more of your juices out, and you can only ride along. you try to slam your legs shut, to jostle oscar’s hand away, but it’s futile with his torso propping you open for him. you’re sobbing messily, as he forces more liquid to spray from your cunt–and he moans out his own orgasm, ripped from him in surprise. the australian halts his stimulation this time around when you frantically tug his wrist away when the pleasure melds to pain, and allows himself to get a few more jerks of his hips in.

you fall forward, collapsing into his chest–the squelch of your thighs meeting his pant-covered ones has him humming and grinding his hips into you as gently as he can. the two of you shake against each other, hearts rabbiting as you catch your breath. oscar’s hands rise to rub at your back, bringing you down from the aftershocks still trembling over your body.

“i-i’ve never squirted before,” you whisper into his neck.

your boyfriend hums softly, “did you like it?”

he feels you nod against him shyly.

“then, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” he comforts, knowing if he seems approving of it, you’ll be quicker to accept it as something good, “how i’m going to explain the ruined suit and car seat to mclaren on the other hand…”

a shaky laugh from you causes oscar to smile, “i told you you shouldn’t fuck me in the car.”

“how was i supposed to know that tonight would be the night i’d made you gush all over me?! i was hoping that when the time came we’d at least be on a couch,” he whines.

“shut the fuck up,” you joke, “i want a live play by play when you explain the cleaning bill to zac.”

the aussie pauses, faking thoughtfulness, “maybe i should send the bill to the trust-fund baby. zac would back me up–he’s american, he’d probably find it hilarious.”

oscar gently shifts you over to the passenger seat, and you tug your skirt all the way down, and he fights his way out of his slacks that stuck to his thighs with your wetness. he manages to wrangle them off and kicks them to the side of the car floor along with the soiled suit jacket, after fishing the keys out of them, sitting out in his boxers, and glances over to see you adjusting your appearance as best as you possibly can.

“you want a mcflurry?” the aussie offers.

“as long as we can get a fry with it,” you smile at the random shift in conversation, allowing him to hide his embarrassment.

oscar turns the keys in the ignition, and the engine rolls into life with a deep, vibrating hum. he catches your legs pressing together tightly, and you squirm at the purr of the engine under your seat.

“well,” oscar starts nonchalantly as he reverses out of the spot, “you have the time that it takes to get from the drive-through to the flat to finish eating–because as soon as we get home, i’m taking you to bed and learning how to make you squirt, consistently. i don’t care how long it takes, or how many orgasms you have–i’ll keep going ‘til you come dry, babe.”

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chrisevansonly · 8 months

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𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨’𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥? | 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬

✯social media au

✯lando norris x female reader

✯you love your bf, so much so that everyone knows you as lando’s girl or are you….

✯not requested, i wanted to get something out today though, im not really feeling like myself and really struggling w my mental health again, so bare with me while i try and get things going again, i’m sorry i’m advance<3

y/ninstagram

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lando won’t pick up my call so i did a photoshoot instead 😁

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username she is everything to me

username y/n looking stunning as USUAL

alexandrasaintmleux the most beautiful😍

>y/ninstagram can’t wait to see you this weekend gorgeous ❤️

landonorris I LITERALLY ANSWERED WDYM😭

landonorris i’ll stop answering more calls so i get new pics of you though 🤤

>y/ninstagram pls don’t i miss you too much🥹

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danielricciardo he literally paused our game to answer your call, i hope you’re happy

>y/ninstagram oh extremely 😁

username how norizz bagged her? i’ll never understand

landonorris

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fyi i did answer her call and now we’re out on our weekly date, stop harassing me on twitter 😑

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username 💀💀💀

username his ass got blasted on twt it was so funny

y/ninstagram i love you lan!!!!! 🥰

y/ninstagram not sorry for my loyal fans holding you accountable 😁

>landonorris you’re so lucky i love you 😃😃

username HAHAHAHA

maxfewtrell way to girlboss y/n

>y/ninstagram why thank you max 😌

username please these comments r gonna get wild😭

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it’s dutch gp weekend and i’m just here to wish my very animated and emotional boyfriend good luck. i love that i never know what version of you i’m getting going into a new day, can’t decide which is my favourite but grumpy lando (slide 1) and romeo lando (slide 2) might just be the top 2 favourites, good luck baby!😘

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username WHY IS THIS SENDING ME

username romeo lando😭

username lando cannot catch a break

landonorris hmm don’t know how i feel abt this caption…

landonorris i love you though, thank u for being my good luck charm🩷

>y/ninstagram i love you more!!!

maxfewtrell personally i like lando when he has 0 going on in his brain 😁

>danielricciardo so 24/7 lando?

>landonorris OKAY THATS ENOUGH

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when our boys are away, the girls come out to play ❤️‍🔥

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username okay but these two together?!

username charles and lando better keep one eye open

charles_leclerc okay but can you come back now? i’d like to hang out with my gf :)

>alexandrasaintmleux we are a packaged deal char

>landonorris hmm i don’t think so

>y/ninstagram yes we are😁

username QUEENS

alexandrasaintmleux my girl😘

>y/ninstagram 🩷🩷

username idk if i wanna be y/n, alex, charles or lando😵‍💫

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just so we’re clear, she’s mine😁

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username lmfao lando doesn’t wanna share w alexandra🤣

username pls we all know she’s yours 💀

alexandrasaintmleux i feel like i’m being attacked???

>y/ninstagram i wouldn’t let that happen baby🫡

danielricciardo TRUST ME MATE WE KNOW

>landonorris good, don’t get it twisted 😁

y/ninstagram i’m all yours baby 😘

>y/ninstagram except when alex calls🥰

>landonorris EXCUSE ME!!!!

username so lando’s girl or alex’s girl….?🤔

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lando’s girl.❤️

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username oh i’m crying now

username HOT TAMALE

username my favs

landonorris my girl❤️❤️❤️

>y/ninstagram forever and always baby🥰

alexandrasaintmleux it’s okay, i know who’s girl you are behind closed doors

>y/ninstagram 😉😉😉

>charles_leclerc 😦

>landonorris😧

username HAHAHAH CHARLES AND LANDO😭

mclaren ahh now this is the entertainment we asked for🤣

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landonorris THIS ISNT OVER!!!

>alexandrasaintmleux YES IT IS!

charles_leclerc mon dieu

>alexandrasaintmleux je t’aime tellement charlie😘

y/ninstagram love you baby!!!❤️‍🔥

>alexandrasaintmleux love you more babe❤️‍🔥

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povlnfour · 6 months

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ PADDOCK TO PADDOCK (LN) PART 3

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lando norris x fem!horse rider!reader

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yourusername i CANNOT BELIEVE i am writing this post😭 so so so insanely excited to announce that mr. bean and i have qualified for paris 2024!!!!! we have an insane year of training ahead of us, but i could not be happier. thank you to every single person who made this possible. i’m gonna go cry now. maybe get drunk. WE ARE OLYMPIANS BABY‼️

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user6 OH MY GODDDD Y/N CONGRATULATIONS

user3 omg i’m officially an olympian stan

flo_norris_showjumping AHHHHH y/n congrats!!! knew you could do it from the first time i met you🫶

yourusername i miss you crazy girl, let’s meet soon!

flo_norris_showjumping @/yourusername i’m sure you’ll be at family dinners soon enough🤪

lilymhe ALEX AND I JUST BURST INTO TEARS THATS OUR BABY!!!!!

user1 omg mr. bean is a living legend

charles_leclerc congratulations, friend!

user5 CHARLESSSS🥹

yourusername thank you charles!❤️

user8 i love how y/n changes the colour of her hearts based on the drivers’ team😭

landonorris guess i’ll meet him now he’s an olympian🙄 congrats though, y/n/n🧡

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f1updates lando norris and y/n y/l/n snapped cosying up on holiday to celebrate y/n’s olympic qualification👀 the duo were joined by alex albon and lily he as they played around in the water. couples holiday, perhaps?

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user7 please just let them figure this out on their own terms

user1 oh guys we’ve lost him. he’s whipped

user3 HIS HANDS ON HER KNEES!!! WHEN WILL THAT BE ME

user4 no fr that photo SCREAMS couple👀

landonorris just posted a photo ੈ✩‧₊˚

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landonorris back to work and another p2 baby!!!!

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user3 so proud of you🥹

lilymhe mom and dad? @/yourusername

yourusername a plot twist i didn’t see coming…

user1 soooo mr. norris are we gonna talk abt those photos

yourusername was gonna call u cute then saw what u texted me🙄

user5 expose him queen

landonorris i take it back pls give me praise

yourusername @/landonorris fine🙄 ur cute ig

landonorris @/yourusername 🥰🥰🥰

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mclaren belgium race weekend! who’s excited?🧡

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user11 LETS GO AGAIN‼️

yourusername ME ME ME IM EXCITED MCLAREN!!!!

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mclaren we 🧡 you!

user3 she’s such a fangirl this is not what i had on my 2023 bingo card😭

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f1updates lando norris’ rumoured girlfriend y/n y/l/n seen leaving the belgian grand prix EARLY. sources say she seemed tense all morning, and left the mclaren area for williams mid way through the practice sessions yesterday👀

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user9 finally😍

user1 ur awful. get a life?

user3 no but she was so excited :( why would she leave early?

user7 f1updates get out of everyone’s business challenge

user1 she looks tired :/

user4 read a source that said she and lando were seen having a ‘heated conversation’ earlier :(

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a/n: that’s it for part 3!!! cute holiday and then boom. angst???? gonna have to come back to find out what happens👀

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Can you do an insta au or imagine with lando norris and readers kids

pairing: lando norris x reader

a/n: imagine little norris’….that was be the cutest thing like i cannot process the fact that lando with kids would be extra cute

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little norris’ - lando norris

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yourusername mama bear duties with the norris gang 🐻💗

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alex_albon not to brag, but it’s possible that im spencer’s favorite uncle from that hot wheels photo

danielricciardo not so fast albono, we need to hear it from the kid himself

landonorris bold of you both to assume he likes one of you 🤨

norrisfan04 the cutest family ever!!! safe travels, norris gang ❤️

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landonorris weekend dump with the norris gang ❤️‍🔥 absolutely feel powered for the race tomorrow with the loves of my life around :)

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danielricciardo ….how has michael grown THAT fast where has the time gone

georgerussell63 time is fake, daniel.

yourusername such emotional uncles for my children 🫠

mclaren aiming high with the norris family supporting, we love to see it! 👊🏻🧡

landolovebot i just love seeing norris gang posts it makes my heart feel whole

ricnorrislover im definitely seconding this

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landonorris appreciation post for the mother of my children, best friend, my rock, my world – this absolute dork that is my wife and the love of my life ❤️ little date night for us, thanks for the photos danielricciardo

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yourusername i love you lots, happy to grow through life with you 😘 now go and read the kids to sleep while i watch reruns of the x files

charles_leclerc we can definitely see that Y/N is the boss in the relationship

landonorris no im not what are you talking about 😤 and honey, i already did

carlossainz55 yep. exactly that

danielricciardo my children have grown up so fast, just yesterday lando was sulking about not getting a pretty girl’s number

alex_albon then soon enough he was gushing about their first date

georgerussell63 then it was about the birth of his first child

landonorris what the fuck are you guys on being the sappiest people on Earth 😐

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i love motogp reader and oscar wag thank you for putting my thoughts into words omg

i like to think the other drivers don’t believe him when he first tells him about his gf… i feel like they’d be like.. cmon oscar no need to lie until biker reader is up on hee podium dedicating her win to him.. maybe kisses him on camera after she wins first (aka like that one photo of charles)

the way i wish i could just brain rot about this instead of working on my assignments is unreal

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ugh i just realized i accidentally tagged that as 🫀anon instead of 🌷 im sorry they’re side by side in my recents 😭🫶🏻

lando teases him for having a crush on her and liking all her posts when they start dating but once they make things official and decide to tell people, he tries to tell them and they don’t believe him. can imagine he tells lando first and lando is making fun of him when daniel walks in and asks what they’re talking about. lando pulls up her instagram and is like, “you think oscar could pull this chick?” and daniel looks through the hot biker girl’s page and looks at oscar, cozied up on a couch, and laughs before they begin making jokes about how she would run circles around oscar. oscar gives up on convincing anyone until he goes to her race on an off weekend and she kisses him on the live cameras. fans go crazy and even though the drivers probably aren’t watching the race, they’d see it the next time they get on social media and soon enough he’s getting apologetic texts from other driver’s, congratulating her on her win and them the relationship.

or they could find out because she comes to one of oscar’s races and i can imagine drivers recognize her and try to chat but she keeps excusing herself quickly until she gets to the mclaren garages. oscar’s waiting for her and opens his arms when he sees her and she jumps into his arms for a hug bc they haven’t seen each other in forever and everyone is like, “holy shit he was telling the truth, how the fuck are they together? how did they meet??”

imagine them making out in the garage and he’s blushing and keeps pulling back when she tries to deepen the kiss, uncaring that they have an audience.

#ask #🌷 anon #op81

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I am not sure about that. At this point I do think he's a solid pick for a mid-field team, so I don't think they'd be watching in horror. I don't think RB or Merc are serious about him at this point.

Thanks for your answer, but i should've clarified that that was a joke. I don't think he signed up anything yet.

Not a joke is the next question. Is there any definition for top-tire and mid-field teams? Because, for me, the first 3 always were top-tire, next 4 midst and last 3, well, last 3. But it seems that many people consider top5 as top tire and the rest 5 as mids (or rest 4 as mids and alpine). Or is it just a way people cope with the fact that merc a mid-fild team now?

So back to carlos, in my definition of mid-filders, I don't see him in any (merc, am, vCard and haas). There's a possibility for him to get a merc seat, but for me, it's quite illusory. And even less possible for him to end in top-tire, aka McLaren (not rbr as long as max in that team) if rbr somehow gets oscar. The way more realistic possibility is one of 'well the last 3'. Sauber>audi obviously, but also there were rumors about both alpine and Williams.

And as much I dislike him, if I'm right, it's a really sad career down fall, because I do think he deserves a mids seat, but there are essentially no aviable ones.

I knew you were joking but I really wanted to address the point anyway lol. Sometimes people will bring something up and I just cannot pass up the chance to use it as a jumping board(in case you haven't noticed I like to talk <3)

So for me the field is divided in two, top 5 and bottom 5. I'd consider the bottom five to be the mid-field.

Dividing further still a top team is one of the top 3. And thus the bottom end of the field would be the bottom 3.

I think top 5 is important simply because those are teams where it is possible to get a win. Not likely, But if you are in one of them historically you stand a chance at being able to fight for a grand prix win. In a mid-field car you really are not fighting for big points like that simply because the car isn't competitive enough.

You are right, I think it is a pretty severe career drop off. This sport is brutal and is rarely fair. I do think he would like the potential for a serious leadership role and I think that while there isn't a top team that can offer him that right now I think any mid-field team would love to have him in that position.

#luci answers #carlos sainz critical #more just silly season speculation

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just wanted to say that your charlos tags on the notp post were a WHOLE ASS MOOD

like i can't deny the chemistry because i'd have a lifetime supply of smoothies from the level of 🍓🍊🍌🥝🍇 in those c2 videos. but i just cannot indulge in it whatsoever

i can't even point to a specific moment that turned me from 'oh they have a fun teammate dynamic!' to a full-blown hater ('hater' is a bit strong but close enough) but it must've been something to do with the fans...

anyways, just wanted to express my gratitude for those tags. nice to know that i'm not alone

darling anon!! thank you so much for this ask - and oh, bestie, you are definitely not alone. you are so not alone, and i am actually hugging you rn, because it's always fab to find someone who agrees with your ship opinion 👌 sorry to the charlos fans out there, but it just can't be for us. #rip

and that third paragraph of yours - ah, man, i feel you so much. i also used to genuinely enjoy their teammate dynamic a lot (loved watching the c2 challenges, etc etc.) and i also can't quite point to a specific moment when this changed? but i do know the general themes about it, and since i had an incredibly long exhausting day at work today, i'm quite in the mood to rant about them. i will do so under the cut, though, lmao, because goodness knows i'm in a petty mood tonight.

any and all passionate charlos or just carlos sainz fans - please do not click on the readmore, because i'm not going to be terribly nice to your fav here, i'm afraid 🙃

so for me, when i first got into f1, it wouldn't have been inaccurate to say that i kinda loved carlos sainz. i loved the carlando/mclaren videos, and i loved the c2 challenges. he's funny, and he's pretty, and he has a cute dog, and he drives for ferrari... what more could you want?

the thing is, though. i am a charles girlie first and foremost. even though i liked carlos, he was never on the same level as charles for me. especially not in terms of driving - because, well, just look at the start of the 2022 season. enough said.

what started getting to me was that group of passionate carlos fans (the carlos girlies) who seemed to seriously think that carlos is a better driver than charles. they would slander charles and call him an inconsistent/reckless driver, while saying carlos was so much better. obviously, this rubbed me up quite the wrong way. and then at the same time, i was seeing carlos on my screen giving interviews where he would insist that if he'd had a few more laps, he would have overtaken max's red bull. like... i'm sorry, but that was never going to happen. in any world. pffft. (my thoughts at this point went: arrogant! he thinks he's better than he actually is.)

so that got me to like carlos himself a little less, which obviously has an influence on the ship as a whole. i mean, it would be hard to like a ship if you only really like one of the two partners in it, right? right? this is what i've always thought, anyway... except that a lot of charlos shippers seem to like carlos a lot more than charles. which is to say: in so many of their fics/characterisations, it's all glorifying carlos, while charles is essentially his arm candy with all the character depth of a rather pretty paper cutout. less than ideal...

the last thing, and perhaps the pettiest of all, lmao, is just that i'm incredibly possessive and insane about piarles. i acknowledge it. in fact, i fully own it. they are my ship, and i want them and only them to be endgame, always. now, obviously i don't expect everyone to agree with me 😂😂 but i don't particularly want to be seeing any content on my dash that features charles/anyone other than pierre as an endgame ship. and charlos usually is portrayed as an endgame ship/they're meant for each other etc. etc. well, sorry. to me, charles is meant for pierre, and pierre only. charlos is out. the end 🫶

#asks & answers #anon #anti charlos #anti carlos sainz #i always feel a bit 🙈 about using full-blown anti driver or ship tags #but i'd rather use them so any people who do enjoy this ship can avoid this post #because my word... i am petty tonight #and petty me is NOT kind to carlos sainz jr #not even a bit #i would say sorry but i'm not 🫶#man it felt SO GOOD to be unashamedly petty for a while #long days are long #but being a bit of a hater can always make you feel better 😌

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new article written by lando for the telegraph dropped! this time about golfing (embarrassing. embarrassing that i’ve even read it but way more embarrassing for him). AND this time it’s actually paywalled, not like the other times. so please please don’t pay money to the telegraph - i will literally 100% always be posting these articles in full with a day or two delay at most. anyways, article under the cut as always, enjoy the read

I cannot wait to get back in the car this weekend. Spa is one of my favourite circuits and it’s always a thrill to race there. I’m also feeling particularly refreshed right now – both mentally and physically – after a brilliant holiday out in Spain and Portugal during F1’s summer break. I spent the first week in Ibiza and Formentera with friends and family, travelling between the islands and generally chilling out. Then in the second I went on a bit of a road trip with my buddies Max Fewtrell and Tom Bale, who are old karting team-mates from back in the day.

I say road trip but the truth is it was a golf trip. We played every morning and then travelled on to our next destination later in the day, going from Alicante to Marbella, Sotogrande to the Algarve, and ending up in Porto. It was utterly glorious.

Yes, my name is Lando Norris. And yes, I am a golf addict.

I thought I would use my column this week to write a little bit about my relationship with golf, as it seems to have become a thing. I'm always getting asked about it in interviews.

Believe me, no one is more surprised than I am that a game I had never really played until three years ago has become such a big part of my life but somehow it has. I probably have Carlos Sainz to thank for that.

[picture of lando’s car at spa last year, i assume during quali but it’s just him spraying rain everywhere. fun times last year eh]

It was Carlos who introduced me to golf when we were team-mates at McLaren in 2019. We started at Topgolf in Surrey, near the team’s headquarters in Woking. Then he suggested I have a go out on the course. I was hooked from the word go.

It helped that Max and Tom took it up at the same time. We’re all pretty competitive so that helped to get the juices flowing. And slowly, over time, it’s just become part of my routine. I now play almost every day that I’m able to.

Am I obsessed? Yes, a little. I use an App called TheGrint, which keeps track of every shot. But don’t think it’s an unhealthy obsession (of course, you can become a golf bore but I try very hard not to be one, although I am attempting to get my girlfriend into it, so far unsuccessfully!) It’s my relaxation away from the paddock. A place where I can go to clear my head and forget about apexes and braking points.

For me, that is my primary motivation for doing it: clearing my head. I know there’s always talk of ‘cross-pollination’ when sportspeople take up other sports. There’s a long list of sportsmen and women who have taken up golf, from Gareth Bale to Steph Curry to Michael Jordan. And I guess there are potential benefits in terms of concentration, focus, and ability to deal with adversity. I probably get more frustrated out on the course than I do in the car.

But essentially I do it because I enjoy it. Which is ironic considering the pain it causes me. Right now I’m pretty frustrated with my game. I’m probably not doing enough lessons and I’m not seeing the progress I want to see. The driver is a particular issue (ironically). I don’t think I took it out of the bag for the last three days of the road trip. I do that classic thing of trying to hit it 100 times harder than the rest of my clubs, with predictable results! But I also have a few gremlins going on in my short game.

I actually need to get it a bit under control as I’m playing in the Pro-Am at Wentworth in a couple of weeks – in between the Dutch and Italian races – which is pretty nerve racking. I’ll probably be more nervous doing that than driving in an F1 race. I’ve played in a Pro-Am before, at the Dubai Desert Classic, when I was paired with Bernd Wiesberger. But there will be so many more people at Wentworth, and obviously on home soil a lot of them will know me. I don’t want to embarrass myself, especially as everyone knows how much I love golf!

[lando in dubai on the golf course with like some guy named bernd but not the safety car guy. i’m guessing a golfer? i assume the ppl who r actually into golf r also subscribed to the telegraph and can go there to check, venn diagram just a circle and all that]

I’m not yet sure who I’ll be paired with but there’s plenty of potential for embarrassment. But I’m looking forward to it. It will be an experience, with the crowds lining the fairways and galleries around the greens.

Maybe I’ll get a few tips off Carlos. I reckon he’s probably the best golfer among us F1 drivers. Him or Lance Stroll. I think they must be off six or seven whereas I’m currently off 14.5, having been down at 12 or 13. Alex Albon is another I’ve played with in Monaco. It’s definitely a growing thing in F1, although I haven’t been able to tempt George Russell yet.

Going into this weekend I’m comfortable with my fitness, and with how hard I’ve been working this year. For me, it felt important to relax and clear my head over the summer break. Golf helps me to do that. I’ll arrive in Spa fit, ready and re-energised, if a little sunburnt after my golfing road trip in 39C heat.

#lando norris #f1 #formula one #golf #(gross)#before anyone asks no i did not pay money to the telegraph myself #i acquired a free subscription off a relative with dubious political views fhdkfjsd #anyways reading an article about golf on the telegraph website is genuinely the slimiest ive ever felt #also the continued debate of whether lando actually writes these - tbh jury's still out. i'm tending towards spoken after this one #anyways hope u guys liked this one i particularly enjoyed lando calling max and tom his 'buddies'#lando #lando's columns #<fyi! tagging all his articles with this tag! click on it if you want to see all the others

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WHY’S LANDO SO HAPPY PREPARING THINGS FOR CARLOS 😭 I WANT WHATEVER THEY ARE HAVING

I have been mulling over a headcanon…

I think initially, like that first year at McLaren, Lando’s residual insecurities and Carlos’ refusal to hear anything negative about Lando—least of all from Lando himself—didn’t always mix. 95% of the time, Carlos’ firm and sure, “No, Lando, do not be hard on yourself,” feels good. It feels even better once they’re together, when Carlos actively provides proof of how stunning he finds Lando, how talented he finds Lando.

But sometimes, sometimes, Lando is so desperately 19. And sometimes, Lando just snaps at Carlos, “Can you let me feel sorry for myself for fucking once?”

Carlos is taken aback. Then he frowns and says, “No. I cannot.”

They stare at each other for a few seconds, and then Lando stomps away. When he looks back, just for a moment (even though he said he wouldn’t), Carlos is still standing there, looking at him. He doesn’t chase after Lando. And for some reason, that pisses Lando off even more—and it makes him feel even more sorry for himself.

So he stomps about. He snaps at people. He gets told they need to get ready. He throws on his fireproofs. And he tries, very very hard, to feel resentful towards Carlos. Stupid Carlos. Perfect Carlos. Of course he doesn’t know how Lando feels. How would he? He’s—

But he can’t. He can’t finish the thought. No matter how hard he tries.

And he misses Carlos.

The resentment, as embryonic as it was, fizzles away. And Lando does feel sorry for himself. But he wants Carlos more. And he aches, he does truly ache, for Carlos’ reassurance, his calm confidence in Lando.

Carlos, for whom things have never come easily, but who tries hard always.

Carlos, who’s still there for Lando even when things come easily for him.

Carlos.

He finishes getting ready and heads to the garage. Lando wants to talk to Carlos, but the camera is on him. So, quietly, he tracks over behind Carlos, quiet and…quiet. He waits. And when Carlos turns, seeking his gloves, Lando has them. Carlos’ eyes flash surprise. And Lando holds the gaze for long enough for his eyes to say, he hopes:

“I’m sorry. Thank you.”

And he wants to do this for the rest of his life.

#hibi answers #hibi writes #carlando headcanons #playing with timelines like crazy here I assume lol

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vro0m’s rewatch - 93/301

2012 Chinese GP

Disclaimer for this season. It turns out that I only have the footage of the race for a lot of the GPs (no build-up, no post-race content) so there will be way less GIFs unfortunately. I will let you know for each of these reviews if there are GIFs or not. THIS ONE HAS GIFS.

I cannot hear the title music they had at the time anymore it's been 93 races I can't do this anymore please i hate it

I have the build up this time yayyy

Quali report : Seb was out in Q2?!?!?!?! What. He's 11th on the grid. Strange. The Ferraris struggled as well. Massa was also out in Q2 and Alonso is only 9th. Kobayashi is 4th! Lewis already knew he'd have a penalty for a gearbox change. He qualified 2nd and will thus begin in 7th position. Jenson is 5th. Rosberg got his first pole position. Schumacher qualified 3rd and he's 2nd on the grid thanks to Lewis' penalty. Raikkonen is 4th. Webber is 6th.

Oh we get a Lewis segment ! They're at the factory and Lewis talks about the cars. He's favourite is the LM (LM for Le Mans, there's a whole story about championships and whatnot you can read on Wikipedia). I don't really understand what they are talking about. From what I read on Wikipedia Ron Dennis promised to give Lewis the LM if he won 2 titles with them (but in the interview they're saying it's 3).

Lewis says he's starting to believe Ron is deliberately not giving him a good car, a championship winning car, so he doesn't "take his baby away from him".

He laughs "no, they're giving me a good car this year".

Jake asks if it'd be enough doing 6 more strong seasons with McLaren but never getting a title again. Lewis immediately answers no, without hesitation.

He says he'd be massively disappointed. He says he doesn't wanna be 5 years down the road and only have one more championship, he wants to break records, he wants more wins. "That's what it's all about, that’s what we're here to do."

Oh baby Lewis! Look at his focused little face.

Jake says they are going to relive that glory, winning remote controlled car races. Lewis asks if he has to talk in the same high pitched voice he had back then. (I've always been so jealous of his jacket in these images, it's so cool I would buy it in a heartbeat today if I could.)

The man interviewing him at the time asks baby Lewis (7 years old) how long he's been racing cars, and he says about a year (I think, it's difficult to hear). The man says “so you must be pretty good at it, is it easy to do?” and baby Lewis shrugs and says no. He doesn't look at him once.

So they got remote controlled cars and they created a little circuit around the factory or whatever. He comments it should be good for overtaking. There are cameras mounted on the cars and Jake and Lewis are gonna race. They try the cars out a little first. Lewis drives his into one of the exposed cars. Oops.

It's time to start. Lewis makes fun of Jake who's already cheating : his car is over the starting line. "What would Charlie whiting make of that", Jake says as he moves his car back. Here they go! It's not clean racing, Lewis pushed Jake’s car wide. Jake makes up for his issues by ignoring the obstacles and going straight to where Lewis is. Lewis runs! Outside, they have to go in a circle around this feature in the factory’s entrance but Lewis' car catches on the gravel at the centre of the donut and crashes. "Oh shoot!" he exclaims in his usual way. He fetches his car back and it’s go again. Lewis finishes his lap around and goes back in, Jake is just behind him. Lewis’ cameraman hit Jake’s car with his foot which slows him down. As Jake complains Lewis says "I can't help it man, gotta win!" Lewis is almost at the finish line, he glances back and says "He's not doing very well, is he?" and indeed, Jake's car falls down a staircase. "Should I stop it just before the line?" Lewis wonders. But Jake's car is coming fast from behind him, Lewis sees it and he just drives his car over the line and wins!

"I should have gone two laps [around the donut] I still would have beat you" he says. "I fell down the stairs" Jake answers. Lewis smiles and shakes his head.

Jake adds that Lewis’ cameraman hit his car. Lewis says sternly "Excuses". They shake hands. Lewis films everybody with his car's camera : "Cameraman, how you doing? I'll do some BBC filming here, Jake, the useless remote controlled car driver, cameraman, cameraman, and moi." Jake says and what? Lewis repeats “moi.” "Oh, I thought you'd called yourself a winner." Lewis laughs.

Formation lap.

And they're racing!

Rosberg has a great start, Jenson overtakes Raikkonen for 3rd place. Lewis is making places also it seems. Yes, he's 5th already. Seb has had a terrible start and he's down in 15th.

Honestly not much is happening. Lewis has pitted and he's now 12th.

Oh! Schumacher DNF! He's stopped on the grass. The pit stops are ongoing. On lap 15, Perez is leading the race for Sauber but he hasn't stopped yet and neither has Massa who's currently P2. So Rosberg, who's just stopped is still virtually leading the race, in front of Jenson and Lewis.

Rosberg overtakes Massa for the actual lead, now that Perez has pitted. Then finally Massa pits so Rosberg in the lead 4.4s in front of Jenson, only 1.6s in front of Lewis.

23 laps in, Lewis comes in for a second pit stop. He's out in 13th. He's stuck in traffic while Jenson gets his pit stop and comes out ahead.

So what happened to Schumacher is one of his tyres wasn't bolted in properly after his stop.

Lewis lost serious time behind Massa but he's now 7th. Jenson is racing Seb for P3. Grosjean is currently P2 but of course it's a matter of pit stops. That's it, Jenson is ahead of Seb and Lewis has moved to P6.

Seb and Grosjean must have stopped because Jenson is back in P2 and Lewis is racing Perez for P3. The Saubers are really weirdly fast that season. But Perez is still learning and keeps locking up while Lewis is closing on him. But Lewis still can't get past! Wtf come on. And Alonso is just behind Lewis! Perez pits after locking up again.

Oh wait, it's actually Jenson LEADING the GP but he has to stop once more while Rosberg, 10s behind him, does not. It's all about how fast Jenson can be to pull that gap.

Wow a kerb has launched the front of Webber's car in the air...

Jenson cannot make the times he needs. He's not going to win this race. Rosberg has great pace. Lewis and Alonso come in for a last pit stop. Then Jenson comes in too. Oh no there's a problem. He's 6th. It's terrible.

Now Rosberg is far ahead but it's so close for P2. Alonso just ran wide. It's Raikkonen, Seb, Jenson, Grosjean, Webber, while Lewis is making his way up the field to them. And Grosjean just went wide!!! Now Maldonado and him are making contact repeatedly there's damage. PEREZ GETS IN THE MIDDLE OF THEM. Ah it seems Rosberg's tyres are degrading fast but he has a healthy margin on the rest of the field so. We'll see. But there's less than two seconds between Raikkonen in P2 and Lewis in P6, it’s that close. LEWIS OVERTAKES WEBBER BUT HE CAN'T MAKE IT STICK WEBBER GETS HIS PLACE BACK WHILE SEB OVERTAKES RAIKKONEN AND JENSON ALSO GETS THROUGH! LEWIS OVERTAKES WEBBER AGAIN LEWIS IS JUST BEHIND RAIKKONEN NOW HE GOES DOWN THE INSIDE IT'S DONE HE'S AHEAD AND WEBBER GETS THROUGH AS WELL RAIKKONEN'S TYRES ARE DONE. He's just gone from P2 to P10 in one lap!

Lewis is seriously picking up the pace and closing to Jenson. It's still Seb in P2 though. OMG HERE WE GO JENSON WENT PAST SEB IT'S NOT OVER LEWIS IS RIGHT BEHIND AND SEB IS FIGHTING TO GET HIS PLACE BACK. My god my god what a good driver Jenson is. We don't talk about him enough.

4 laps to go, Lewis is 0.7s behind Seb. Let's go. He's sooooo close. 0.5s. 3 laps to go. Almost... McLaren tells Jenson "Let's pull away now before Lewis gets past him.” 0.2s. Here we go YESSSSSSSSS OH MY GOD THEY'RE WHEEL TO WHEEL Lewis needs to be careful swerving around he might get a penalty BOTH REDBULLS ARE BEHIND HIM LIKE WASPS JFC come on come on 2 laps to go that's it Lewis is pulling away pheewww last lap THE REDBULLS ARE RACING EACH OTHER WEBBER OVERTOOK SEB oooooooh it's tense ooooooh I like that

And that's it! It's the end of the race!

Rosberg wins his first GP, Jenson P2, Lewis P3! Mercedes hadn't won since 1955.

Schumacher is smiling on the pit wall!

Lewis asks Nico "Did you have to do any overtaking?" He did not. Lewis laughs with Jenson. They had to do a lot of it. They put their caps on. "We’ll make it a bit harder for you next time", Lewis says. They head for the podium.

Lewis says they knew the Mercedes were quick all weekend and that if Rosberg got away they'd have a hard time catching him. Congratulations to his team. Your first pole and your first win is an incredible feeling, he smiles. He's very happy he's made it to the podium, he wanted to go forward. The team did a great job with the pit stops and with the strategy. He thinks it was the best race of the season so far (I mean it's only the third but go on), loads of overtaking, the train of them, it was incredible. Fantastic day!

#f1 #lewis hamilton #2012 #2012 chinese gp #vro0m's race reviews

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'It's what we've got to settle for' McLaren drivers upbeat despite solitary point for team in Japan

McLaren left Suzuka with just a solitary point after Lando Norris and Daniel Ricciardo finished the Japanese GP in 10th and 11th, respectively. After the race, both drivers reflected on a "tough" Sunday afternoon. Norris lined up in 10th, but a slow start saw him drop to 13th before the red flag stopped the Grand Prix. After the race was restarted, Norris dived into the pit lane to switch from the wet tyres to the intermediates. This allowed Norris to undercut his rivals and make it up to ninth before he was overtaken by the Mercedes of George Russell, dropping him down to 10th. While Norris was happy to take a point away from Suzuka, he was frustrated by his slow start. READ MORE: 5 Winners and 5 Losers from the Japanese Grand Prix – Who mastered the wet conditions in Suzuka? “Yeah, I guess happy,” said Norris, when asked how he felt after the race. “I mean, I lost a lot of positions in the first start, had just a lot of wheelspin and dropped a huge amount. Bit unfortunate then but made up for it with the early pit stop. “Seemed like whoever went on to the inters earlier made the most positions, like [Sebastian Vettel] for example did a good job and made a good call. But one point is better than nothing. I think I was P14 or P15 on the restart. So, I’m happy, it’s one point; it’s not a lot but it’s what we’ve got to settle for today.” Norris happy with a point after P10 finish in 'scary' Japanese GP When asked just how difficult it was to drive in the wet conditions in the opening laps, Norris said: “The beginning, it was like you still couldn’t see literally anything. The first start was too bad, I think that was obvious. It’s impossible for us to describe to the viewers or to you, just how bad it is, how scary it is being in that situation. MONDAY MORNING DEBRIEF: Why nailing the strategy was so tough at the rain-shortened Japanese GP “We are going at whatever speeds we are trying to go; you genuinely cannot see 10 metres ahead of you. And if you are going at 150, 180mph, 300kph and a car stops like Carlos’s, you don’t see them until it’s too late.” He continued: “It’s tough. I don’t know what it is, whether we need to have some, like, mud guards on the tyres, something so simple. But it’s impossible to drive like that. Thank God it stopped but also happy to get it going again in the end.” Daniel Ricciardo: 'It was hard to read, it was hard with the spray' Ricciardo, on the other hand, made a fast start going up from 11th to eighth but lost out in the pit stops after the restart, dropping down to 13th. However, he was able to get back up to P11 before the end of the race, leaving the Australian lamenting his extra lap on the extreme wet tyres. “It was ultimately just the inter [that cost us],” said Ricciardo. “The ones brave enough to fit it early, they made it work. It was hard to read, hard with the spray, with visibility, not really seeing a clear line as well and not knowing if the inters are going to be ready. So, you kind of rely on the others as well, how they are going, but I think we were still kind of talking about it in the last chicane. BUXTON: Why comparisons to Schumacher are inevitable after Verstappen’s imperious run to his second title “To be honest, although I was 11th, I was having fun. It’s not normally as fun when you are outside the points, but I enjoyed the challenge of it. I felt like we had a bit more to show but [it was] probably more about tyres and managing them, which is where we maybe fell a bit short as well.” Ricciardo was also asked for his thoughts on his former Red Bull team mate Max Verstappen winning the title, to which replied: “Last year was such a battle and as a fan it was awesome to see, and this year, he just stepped it up again. It was pretty convincing, so I am happy for Max and Red Bull.” via Formula 1 News https://www.formula1.com

#F1 #'It's what we've got to settle for' – McLaren drivers upbeat despite solitary point for team in Japan #Formula 1

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Life In The Fast Lane Chapter 18 - 2023 Race 13: Italy

Rating: Teen & Up

Warnings: None apply

Pairings: Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s); OFCs & OMCs

Work Tags: Re-write of a previous work; not beta read; dual/multiple pov; mentions of IRL current and past F1 figures; Eventual romance; friends to lovers; found family/work family; actual family; occasional swearing; racing drivers and their various shenanigans; how to handle pressure (and how not to); with a sprinkling of the power of friendship; tags will be updated as work progresses

Chapter: 18/57 Word count: 4.5k Summary: Celebrations and mixed fortunes aplenty at the temple of speed.

I just wanted to do a little note to say that it's been almost a whole year since I posted this first chapter of this mega re-write project over on AO3, and I am so incredibly grateful for all the support on it thus far. I really cannot begin to say just how much it means to me, so thank you, and I hope you enjoy the latest chapter!

Thursday 31st August – Autodromo Nazionale di Monza

The whole paddock had been invited to McLaren’s 60th anniversary celebrations, which kicked off at precisely 5pm (Andrew’s insistence on perfect timing was impeccable as ever). Small champagne flutes had been arranged in neat rows on a white tablecloth at the entrance to the three story high motorhome, with more tables on the first floor dedicated to canapes and light bites of food.

The TV screens on the walls alternated between slideshows and video clips from all of McLaren’s most notable races (Sophie’s podium in Shanghai and victory in Hungary were prominent features), while every McLaren team member was dressed in vintage style uniforms. Short sleeved white button up shirts that had McLaren’s 60th anniversary logo on the front pocket, with papaya and sky blue stripes running down the left front. Sophie had once again gone to the effort of having her nails painted orange, as well as wearing her hair down for the day with a papaya fabric headband fixed in place.

“Between the two of you,” Nathan, who had found Sophie and Nico on the top floor about ten minutes ago and had stayed for a catch-up, gestured to both of them with a loose hand. “Hardly anyone is going to be talking about Ferrari all weekend. I’d avoid Gianluca at all costs, he’ll be pissed.”

“Oh, I’m sure the Tifosi will make up for it tomorrow!” Nico said with the same bright grin that hadn’t left his face all day. His promotion to Red Bull for 2024, for which he’d signed the contract on Tuesday, had finally been announced that morning. And Sophie, as well as being a happy participant in McLaren’s anniversary celebrations, was also set to match Lella Lombardi’s 13 race starts on Sunday (assuming mechanical reliability stayed on her side).

“Anyway, I have to go and do a quick interview, but save a spot for me on the quiz team!” Nathan called over his shoulder as he made his way toward one of the sets of stairs in search of his press officer.

As part of the evening’s festivities, the team was putting on a McLaren themed pub quiz. Andrew had barely signed off on the idea, but Martin had managed to talk him round claiming that there had to be something about the weekend for the team to enjoy. Since they were coming into it knowing that they might not be quick enough to score a single point come Sunday.

When Nico and Sophie made their way downstairs, Mark was still in deep conversation with Sophie’s mechanics. He seemed to have them all enthralled by tales of the old days, both on and off track judging by the loud laughter that would bubble out of the group every so often.

The quiz was the last event of the night after all the speeches and presentations, and Leena’s team of herself plus Chris, Paul, Amir and Leon wiped the floor with everyone else. Sophie’s team that included Nico, Nathan, Ben and Aaron came in second with Mark’s team of mechanics in joint third.

“For once, he finishes in second place,” James said in mock teasing in Ben’s direction, much to everyone else’s amusement.

“Ah, but if it had been a Red Bull quiz, I would have won.” Benedikt retorted with a wide grin as he got up from his chair. As the drivers began to disperse for the circuit car park, either heading back to their luxury mobile motorhomes or hotels, Ben intentionally hang back by Sophie’s side.

“I saw your helmet when I came in, you and Max did a beautiful job.”

“Thank you!” Sophie grinned, it had been a small weight off her shoulders knowing her helmet design for the weekend had turned out as well as she had hoped. “Max was great though, he’s doing my helmet for Singapore as well, and he even managed to work in a tribute to Lella at the last minute.”

“Oh really, I didn’t see it?”

At that Sophie insisted on showing Ben the two display helmets that had been painted in the same designs James and Sophie were running for the weekend. James’ was mostly the same as normal, bar the number 12 being painted on in a vintage style, with each of McLaren’s title winning years going around it in gold foil.

While Sophie’s helmet followed her usual pattern of stripes on a plain base, the colours had been switched for papaya and sky blue stripes on a white background, all of which were filled names and races. On the white background was the name of each McLaren team member, the first orange stripe listed every one of McLaren’s race wins, the middle blue stripe had the names of every single McLaren driver, and the second orange stripe featured all the races Sophie’s father had taken part in as a mechanic. And up at the top, encircling the number 16, was all thirteen races contested by Lella Lombardi.

“That’s really beautiful Sophie,” Ben said with a small, soft smile as he carefully set the helmet back down. “Has your Dad seen it?”

Sophie didn’t get to say that he had, as when Edward Morden and Charlotte Stewart got up from the table in the corner they’d been sat at with Martin and started making their way towards the door, Benedikt suddenly looked like he didn’t know where to put himself.

“Matt and Annika will be looking for me, I better go.” Ben said shyly, his eyes darting between Sophie and Edward. “See you tomorrow.” Out of nowhere, he put a gentle hand on Sophie’s shoulder and leaned down to kiss her cheek. Something that took them both by surprise as they gawked at each other for a couple of moments, before Benedikt very quickly darted away.

All Sophie could think about for a couple of minutes was that Ben’s aftershave somehow smelled like the mountain air he called home.

Sunday 3rd September

“Everybody eyes front!” David, McLaren’s team photographer, called out above the bubble of chatter emanating from the gathered team members. They were all stood in the warm sunshine in front of the motorhome, dressed in their neatly pressed uniforms with the management and drivers stood front and centre while the rest of the team were roughly arranged in rows behind.

Andrew had been in attendance for the whole weekend, and was less than impressed with the fact that his cars had qualified in ninth and tenth. But for a brief few seconds no one seemed to care about what little race pace they were going to have as the whole team fixed bright grins on their faces and smiled for however long they were told to. After all, 60th anniversaries weren’t very common in Formula 1, and everyone felt like they wanted to make the most of it regardless.

As expected the team had been under more media scrutiny than normal, with questions asked if whether McLaren would be able to fix their car problems before the regulation change in 2026, how was Sophie going to bounce back after her difficult race in Turkey, and would it be better for James to cut his losses and try to get a seat somewhere else? It had been a pleasant surprise when some journalists decided to ignore all of that, and ask questions about McLaren’s historical achievements instead.

Ferrari however were still the main attraction for the tens of thousands of Tifosi that had filled the circuit grounds. All of the grandstands were filled with red for as far as the eye could see, and the reception that Giovanni and Teo got on the drivers parade was almost deafening.

Sophie was stood with Nico and a still sheepish Benedikt, who had pulled Sophie aside after the driver’s briefing on Friday and apologised for kissing her on the cheek out of the blue. Admittedly, Sophie hadn’t felt uncomfortable by the encounter, just surprised at the display of apparent affection. But she accepted the apology none the less, and insisted that they were still on good terms. Still friends.

“And now, onto the birthday boy,” Lise from German TV was conducting the interviews on the drivers parade, as the flat-bed truck slowly trundled through the chicane at the end of Curva Grande. “How many seconds would you like to win by? 26 maybe since that’s how old you are today?”

Benedikt puffed out his cheeks and let out a bright laugh, but now that Sophie knew him better she could see the very small hint of shyness behind it.

“I think any win would be nice today,” He paused to adjust his cap and wave at the crowd that didn’t seem too interested in him, but it didn’t appear to phase Ben in the slightest. “I love coming to Monza every year. The track is amazing with how fast we get to go, so getting to race here on my birthday is quite a privilege. Hopefully we can keep up the pace we’ve had so far in practice and have a good day today.”

With his beaming smile and how tall he was standing, it wasn’t hard to tell that Benedikt had secured pole position by three tenths of a second yesterday.

The truck had now exited the second Lesmo, and was surrounded by tress on both sides on the way down to the Ascari chicane. The warm, bright sunshine dappled through the leaves onto the driver’s faces as they quietly chatted amongst themselves since there were no fans to wave at.

“Definitely nicer than what it was like last year.” Sophie said aloud to no one in particular.

“It’s like home.” Ben said quietly, but with a small smile as he looked up at the trees. Sophie had been referring to the weather, but she had to agree that the parkland in which the circuit was situated was incredibly beautiful.

“So that’s why you left Zürich for the countryside, not enough trees?” Sophie asked, slightly teasing. Ben let out a light laugh and went to reply right as Lise appeared at Sophie’s side with her microphone in hand. She asked about both McLaren’s big anniversary, and Sophie’s latest career milestone. All Sophie felt she could do was put on a warm smile and say as she had done so many times over the weekend of the honour it was to be a McLaren driver, and that while the team was expecting today to be difficult they were still going to work hard to deliver the best result they could.

“How are you such a natural at this stuff?” James asked under his breath once the drivers were off the parade truck and walking back to the paddock.

“Well, when you spend the majority of your career having to defend your right to simply be on the grid, not scoring points suddenly isn’t the worst prospect in the world.” Sophie said with a frown, sounding a lot heavier than she intended. “Sorry I didn’t-”

“It’s fine Soph,” James said, briefly flinging an arm round her shoulders and even flashing a small smile at her. “I’m sure that if you ever take something out on me and mean it, I’ll know about it.”

“I think having Andrew looming over my shoulder the whole weekend has put me on edge.” Sophie finally said under her breath once they had some distance between themselves and their fellow drivers.

“Yeah…” James paused to scratch at a spot on his jaw. “You and me both.”

“Go well today Sophie.” Nico said quickly, appearing at her side out of thin air.

“You too, allez!”

“Allez!” Nico beamed back, fist half raised in the air for good measure, and he squeezed Sophie in a warm side hug before jogging over to the Red Bull energy station with his press officer.

Katie and Richard had been lagging behind their drivers the whole walk over, giving them space to have a conversation just themselves, while Sophie and James found themselves in a semi-comfortable silence while the sun continued to beat down on the circuit.

“I’ll try and give you a tow at the start, like Leena suggested this morning.” James said as they walked back into the motorhome and made for the stairs.

“If I end up in front I’ll do the same for you.” Sophie said without too much thought. As Martin had very plainly put it in the morning briefing, good teamwork was going to be essential today if they wanted to score points. Neither James or Sophie had any kind of problem with that.

“Let’s just hope we don’t end up plum last.” James sighed through gritted teeth as he patted his teammate’s shoulder.

Mark didn’t realise that he had been chewing on his thumbnail until he caught a glimpse of himself on the screen showing the global feed, stood at the back of Sophie’s side of the garage in between Vanessa and Richard wearing a soft grey polo shirt with the McLaren speedmark logo embroidered in white on the left. He quietly scoffed at himself and tucked his thumb into a fist which he gently tapped against his chin instead, as his eyes were fixed on the screen that showed Sophie’s onboard camera as she made her way through the formation lap.

As a mechanic, Monza had never been one of Mark’s favourite tracks purely because of the high chance of carnage at the narrow first chicane – anything from a broken front wing endplate to having a wheel and suspension ripped off the car and the race being over before it got started.

The team’s mechanics took their seats in the garage, having made their rushed return to the pit lane as the cars started to line back up on the grid. All Mark really wanted was for Sophie – and by extension out of the love he still held for his old team – James to make it through the first lap unscathed.

Mark was clenching his fist so tightly that as the start lights began to illuminate, he could feel his skin pressing hard against his gold wedding band.

The start lights went out quickly, but that barely caught anyone off guard as the cars sped out of their grid slots in perfect formation. Carotti and Mitchell both got a tow off Schmitz who had already firmly planted his car on the racing line to have the optimal turn in point for the first corner. It was clever, as it meant the second Red Bull would either have to take to the grass or brake early to stay on the road.

But Mark didn’t care about any of that when the front runners started to brake. It was always the worst concertina effect of the season at Monza, and while Sophie and James made it through cleanly, one of the Haas cars and both Aston Martins came out worse for wear as one went right into the back of the other. Jones was out of the race immediately, while Nichols was able to continue despite dropping to the back of the field with a puncture and no front wing. Curva Grande offered a brief pause before the second chicane, quickly followed by the two Lesmos. James and Sophie were still running in their starting positions, with Sophie staying tucked in her teammate’s slipstream to try and pull a gap on the eleventh placed Alpine behind right before the safety car was brought out.

Mark, Vanessa and Richard all exhaled in relief at the exact same time.

“She’s fine.” Vanessa said, lightly patting Mark’s arm in reassurance. “Why does this never get any easier?” She added in quick succession, and just about managed to take a small sip from her drinks bottle.

“If I ever find out the secret to dealing with it, you’ll be the first to know.” Mark said with a slightly strained chuckle as he pressed his radio headset against his ears to hear the exchange between Sophie and Chris on the radio.

“Remember to keep heat in your tyres for the restart, and James will give you a tow to try and keep Vasquez behind.”

At the mention of Sophie’s teammate, Mark quickly glanced over to the other side of the garage to see if Natasha was alright. As with every race she had attended, she held station next to James’ trainer and like Mark had her eyes fixed on the screens above. He thought about going over for a reassuring word when Mark’s phone buzzed in his pocket, and as he suspected it was a text from Mary asking if Sophie was alright. It must have been so busy at the airport that she hadn’t been able to stop by one of the bars showing the race.

He quickly texted back saying that Sophie was still in tenth place, and that the safety car was nothing to do with her. Mark reluctantly put his phone back in his pocket once he’d hit send, if Mary was busy then she wouldn’t be able to send more than a quick reply.

It hadn’t been the easiest decision to only attend a handful of races together, but with how much money they had put into Sophie’s career they weren’t in a position to be able to take any unpaid time off. And it was better for Sophie to have at least one of her parents in the back of the garage than neither of them.

“Are you alright Mr Knightsbridge?” Richard asked. At some point Mark had started chewing his thumbnail again.

“I’m fine.” He stuffed his hands firmly in his pockets. “And I’ve told you to call me Mark.” He affectionately scolded the press officer, gently nudging him with his elbow and a small smile for good measure.

“Sorry, old habits.”

The race restarted on lap 10, and while Sophie and James had initially pulled away from the Alpine behind, they were both undercut at the first round of pit stops which dropped Sophie out of the points. James tried as hard as he could to stay in Vasquez’s DRS, but it was no use. The McLaren, despite its rather stunning all over papaya vintage livery, just didn’t have the straight line speed to keep up.

Meanwhile up front nothing could phase Schmitz, who after nearly losing the lead at the first corner had went on to build enough of a gap to Carotti behind to retain the lead after his first and only pit stop, while Mitchell was in a permanent scrap to stay in third place ahead of Martinez in the second Ferrari.

There was a loud hiss in the garage on lap 42 when Watkins and Martens banged wheels as they went side by side through the second chicane fighting over fifth, both cars were unscathed until there was a burst of carbon fibre shards at the braking point for the first Lesmo and both cars seemingly had punctures. The incident brought out the virtual safety car, and both McLarens were called in for a fresh set of mediums. It dropped them out of the points, but Mark assumed that Amir’s thought process was with the rest of the grid on old hard tyres it would be easier for Sophie and James to make up places.

It was such a good idea, that about four other cars as well as Watkins and Martens were also called in for fresh tyres.

When the chequered flag fell at the end of lap 53, Schmitz won the race by twelve seconds while James and Sophie came home in eleventh and twelfth, not even close to tenth place.

A wave of disappointment crashed across the garage as mechanics and engineers looked at leach other with a mixture of defeated and resigned expressions. It was a feeling Mark knew well as he pulled his phone back out of his pocket to text Mary and Will the race result while Vanessa and Richard went down to parc fermé to wait for Sophie.

When Sophie finally returned to the garage after being weighed, she looked as glum as everyone else felt. But she still clasped hands and bumped fists with her mechanics and engineers before she handed Vanessa her helmet and made a beeline for Mark.

“Well done sweetheart.” He pulled his daughter into his arms for a tight hug, and kissed the top of her head just in case she needed it. “You did all you could, I’m proud of you.”

“It didn’t feel like it. I really thought Jan was going to get me on that last lap. If James hadn’t given me DRS…” Sophie trailed off with a sigh as she stepped out of the hug and fixed her team cap on top of her head. “I need to get these post-race interviews out of the way.”

“I’ll head back to the motorhome then.” Mark had very briefly contemplated offering to help with the derig of the garage, but when he remembered he was wearing trainers instead of steel toe-capped boots he decided he was probably better off keeping Vanessa company while Sophie went from interviews to the post-race debrief.

The only plus side from the day that Mark could come up with was that at least McLaren were holding onto fifth in the constructors standings by a country mile over Aston Martin. But what good was fifth when the whole garage wanted to be first?

“Hey Sophie!”

Everyone looked over their shoulders to see James call out and even jog to catch up with his teammate. Mark didn’t get to hear the full conversation as Sophie and Richard veered off in the direction of the press pen while Mark and Vanessa walked back into the air conditioned McLaren motorhome.

It was like déjà vu in the media pen for Sophie, as for the second time in seven days she found herself going through the racing driver’s book of excuses trying to explain where her race went wrong. Her only saving grace was that this time it was more to do with the car, and not her.

The debrief wasn’t much better. Almost everyone was down about the fact they’d converted a double top ten on the starting grid into nothing. And the added pressure to at least score points on the team’s anniversary weekend only made the atmosphere in the engineering trucks worse.

The car just simply wasn’t fast enough. Good cornering speed was no use on a circuit that was predominantly fast straights. Leena and Martin tried their best to find parts of the weekend that had gone well, and by the time the briefing was over the air amongst the team felt only marginally lighter.

“We’ve got a week off before we head out to Singapore. So get some rest, have some quality time with your families, and we’ll go again.” Were Martin’s parting words before he dismissed everyone with the best smile he could muster. Chris, who had been sat on Sophie’s left, puffed out his cheeks and let out a long sigh.

“Thank god we don’t do triple headers anymore.” He said with a shake of the head. Adam let out a grunt of agreement from Sophie’s right. Truth be told, she was grateful for a week off from racing as much as everyone else. Even though she was going to be jumping right into heat training with Vanessa to be as ready as she could be for Singapore.

“See you guys on Tuesday.” Sophie said to her engineers and they exchanged pats on the shoulder goodbye. Everyone would be back at the factory next week for more meetings and debriefs to go through the data from the weekend with a fine tooth comb.

When she got up out of her chair after gathering her things, Sophie saw James holding the door open for the last few stragglers. The two teammates ended up being the last to leave.

A part of Sophie felt frustrated. This was the seventh race where James had finished ahead of her on the road. And granted she had finished just over a second behind him, and Sophie knew that if she had managed to get ahead of James, she wouldn’t have managed to finish higher than eleventh either. She was just annoyed that she couldn’t give the team something to cheer for.

“Are you going to be at that sponsor photoshoot tomorrow?” James asked, stopping completely when he’d reached the bottom of the stairs, right in front of the door that led out into the paddock. It was operated by a push button, which was why it hadn’t opened automatically at their presence.

“The one in London?” James gave a small hum in reply. “I think so, I know I have a photoshoot tomorrow. I can double check with Richard if you’d like.”

While Sophie and James had already featured in many a sponsor campaign since January, their photoshoots had mostly been on completely different days due to their schedules, and the fact they lived in different countries. So she wasn’t surprised at James asking to check if for once they were going to be in the same place outside of a circuit or the factory.

“It’s fine, I just wondered if you wanted to grab some food after?” James said as he scratched behind his ear. “It’s alright if you don’t, I won’t be offended.”

Sophie huffed out the smallest of laughs at the implication that hanging out with her teammate completely outside of work was such an awful prospect. Even though Sophie assumed it would be at some ultra-exclusive restaurant which wasn’t really her cup of tea, she did still genuinely like James. And her feelings towards him had thankfully felt less complicated than they had back in Budapest. Because even though they got on well, had the odd mutual interest (unsurprisingly, vintage cars), and that Sophie felt she could trust him completely – something in the back of her mind told her they could never be anything more than teammates.

“That would be really nice.” Sophie said in quick reply.

“Great,” With a bright smile James pressed the button to open the door, and stepped out into the paddock. Sophie fell in step with him almost immediately. “I’ll see where I can book a table, but feel free to bring Vanessa along if you want a wing woman.”

As they crossed over to the motorhome a faint drizzle started to fall from the sky, it took everyone by surprise as they looked up at the faint grey clouds. No rain had been forecast until the late evening.

“See you tomorrow then.” Once inside, James made a couple of long strides over towards the stairs while Sophie headed over toward the table Mark and Vanessa were sitting at. Sophie knew they probably wouldn’t see each other at the airport, with her flying commercial and James on a private jet.

“See you tomorrow!” Sophie called out, and watched her teammate disappear upstairs.

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2023 Italian Grand Prix Classification

1st - Benedikt Schmitz (Red Bull) - 25pts 2nd - Giovanni Carotti (Ferrari) - 18pts 3rd - Alistair Mitchell (Red Bull) - 15pts 4th - Teo Martinez (Ferrari) - 12pts 5th - Daniel Jakobsson (Alpine) - 10pts 6th - Marc Pavard (Mercedes) - 8pts 7th - Erik Braun (Audi) - 6pts 8th - Nico Dumont (Alpha Tauri) - 4pts 9th - Nathan Watkins (Mercedes) - 2pts 10th - Cristóbal Vasquez (Alpine) - 1pt 11th - James Hewitt (McLaren) 12th - Sophie Knightsbridge (McLaren) 13th - Jan Martens (Audi) 14th - Aidan Glover (Williams) 15th - Evan McKinley (Williams) 16th - Antonio Lima (Alpha Tauri) 17th - Owen Nichols (Aston Martin) RET - Leon Bauer (Haas) RET - Tadashi Sato (Haas)RET - Aaron Jones (Aston Martin) Fastest Lap - Nathan Watkins - 1pt

2023 Championship Standings after Round Thirteen

Drivers Standings

1st - Benedikt Schmitz (SUI) - 226pts 2nd - Giovanni Carotti (ITA) - 189pts 3rd - Nathan Watkins (CAN) - 166pts 4th - Alistair Mitchell (GBR) - 144pts 5th - Cristóbal Vasquez (ESP) - 128pts (8th - Sophie Knightsbridge (GBR) - 61pts 10th - James Hewitt (GBR) - 45pts)

Constructors Standings

1st - Red Bull-Honda (AUT) - 370pts 2nd - Ferrari (ITA) - 285pts 3rd - Mercedes-AMG (GER) - 276pts 4th - Alpine-Renault (FRA) - 187pts 5th - McLaren-Mercedes (GBR) - 106pts

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Automotive Review Review

In January, my uncle sent me this link: https://youtu.be/rgESfH3_4Pc While watching, I took the following notes.

"Evo - Car of the Year 2022" on YouTube

· One note I have is that supercars (and all cars, for that matter) should really name their models with WORDS as opposed to a daft series of letters and numbers. I can’t help thinking that perhaps posh manufacturers are trying to set themselves apart from "pedestrian" and "mainstream" automobiles, even though “Mustang” and “Eclipse” and “Intrepid” and even “Nova” are more appealing names than a handful of random characters. Plenty of words remain unclaimed, but shit, if the existing dictionary isn’t good enough, surely they could make up something that sounds cooler than "MC20" or "CSL2".

· But I digress. The Audi sounds genuinely intriguing and I want to drive it.

· My other big issue with modern sports cars is the paddle shift. I've driven a few electric cars that are powerful and fun, but I cannot imagine owning something so automated without feeling like a little bitch.

· The Ferrari 296 GTB (despite epitomising the cringey title I condemned in my first point) sounds like a dream to drive. I did laugh out loud when the bloke reviewing it said "I wish it was louder".

· The BMW M4 CSL looks stupid.

· Okay, one driver got behind the wheel of a manual transmission (dear to my heart) and made fun of the clutch pedal and the gearshift pattern. Though it seems he's taking the piss, I am hurt and now questioning the credibility of Evo entirely.

· The dude driving the Ferrari is filmed from the interior with the sun behind him, i.e. coming through the driver's side window in such a way that illuminates every speck of dust in the air in the car and every drop of spit that sprays from the man's mouth. It's terribly distracting. There's no way post-production didn't notice, but I have a feeling the actor didn't see the footage before it was released. No one would agree to such visible embarrassment... would they?

· Well. Video finished. What a rollercoaster. I'd like to thank and congratulate all the cars involved. Incidentally, I've never driven a McLaren, Ferrari, or Maserati, and if anyone owning one is willing to let me behind the wheel, there's £5 in it for you.

· In researching the winner (btw, McLaren, kudos for creating a lightweight car that handles well and is named Artura instead of GLX325), I learned that a dual-clutch transmission has two separate clutches for odd and even gears.

#evo #car of the year #mclaren #automotive #youtube #review #car show #ferrari #note-taking #cars #maserati #bmw #car models

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