like. i LIKE the fics where yn is a total trophy wife who comes to every race and is constantly swept off her feet and is just a blushy giggly mess always forever
but there's just something ten times more entertaining about imagining her (extremely intelligent independent girlboss) pinching the bridge of her nose and sighing so so so deeply because the entire grid apparently NEEDS (yeah, right) very basic tech lessons and she did not sign up to work with a dozen lovestruck FOOLS
(exhibit a: oscar piastri (guy who definitely had computer science lessons in school from age probably 5 idk) coming in multiple times to ask how to delete the pictures from his gallery. she looks at his trash folder and "...why were you taking pictures of yourself next to feminist literature" "uh. uh. that's my reading list. also i'm 6'5. and i have a great relationship with my mom" "...ok.")
OR it's charles leclerc (himbo from work) calling her every monday for advice on his photo dumps
charles, laying on his bed like a teenage girl flipping through pictures on his laptop and holding his phone with his shoulder: yeah i mean should i just post that picture of me leaving the ferrari hospitality? i just feel like the bleeding logo above my head might be a bit too on the nose
yn: ...how the hell did you get this number again?
charles: doesn't matter. do you think i should post a shirtless one too for good measure
Do y'all remember this? this iconic photo and interaction. So
that's Max right there.
And people from Twitter have brought things to my attention like the fact that Max and Charles knew eachother since they were FIVE. fucking five years old. that's like 20 years together
Am i late to the party? omg this changes soooooo many things. i thought they knew each other from back when they were 12 or 13. but it was 5. omg they've known eachother forever. they've been together forever.
also the "inchident" race where charles won? that was the race that made that man leave Max at the gas station. no wonder max was mad for years 😭
Charles Leclerc... he can race on the razor edge of perfection, he can go wheel-to-wheel against the very best at 300+ kph, he can win a grand prix with the throttle stuck at 30%, he can overtake on the outside of Copse, but he definitely cannot park a fucking car to save his life. 🫣
Oh boy, this is a long one.
1. Our most recent display - struggling to park next to a smart car, that's right, a smart car (January 31, 2023):
2. Parking crooked beside the no parking sign at the grocery store (January 29, 2023):
3. A trifecta fail of parking A) in the intersection, B) on the pedestrian crosswalk, and C) on the sidewalk (March 1, 2022)... I'm speechless:
4. Parking half of his car in Lando's space (Canada 2022):
5. It's possible that no one has ever informed him the pedestrian crosswalk/intersection is not a parking spot (August 21, 2021): 😭
6. Missing the spot when there are literally zero cars beside him (July 11, 2022):
7. A fan recount of Charles attempting to park in Melbourne before giving up altogether (Australia 2022):
8. Parking fail 6 years ago... yeah, not much has changed since then:
9. Parking within the lines is... not within his ability (examples - many):
10. There are goddamn lines, Sharl (July 16, 2023):
11. UPDATE - How many attempts does it take to parallel park? 😭 (March 13, 2024 via martiverre)
In conclusion, I can't believe this bitch has a super license but parks like this and doesn't get his ass towed every other day. 🙈