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HE WINS IN SPA HE WINS IN MONZA CHARLES LECLERC IS THE WINER OF THE 2019 ITALIAN GRAND PRIX
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always a delight watching this man win ❤️
bryan’s radio message had me giggling. because same.
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Chapter 24 - Loving Her was Red and Navy
Guys...it's time
“And that is p-”
Your eyebrows scrunched as you couldn’t hear the rest of what Mitch had said on the radio. You pressed the button down, hoping to try to hear it once again. You had just completed your final quali lap for the Italian Grand Prix. It was definitely fast, but they don’t call it the Temple of Speed for nothing.
“I’m sorry Mitch, the radio went out. What is my position?”
“P-”
The radio scratched even worse than before.
You pressed the button again.
“P what? Mitch I’m sorry, I legit cannot understand you. I’ll see you in the garage?”
The radio just kept crackling after that. You drove your car around the track once again before heading to the pits. Outside, you could see all the mechanics jumping up and down and the engineers hugging each other as your car got closer.
Did Max get pole? You questioned to yourself.
You guessed that they were super happy for not letting Ferrari be front row? You just wished you knew where you were starting today. Your car was parked and led into the garage. Multiple people were patting your helmet as you sat there, deactivating the steering wheel.
Did you get P2? That had to be it.
Once you were out of the car, you took your helmet off, eyebrows still scrunched as everyone was congratulating you. It was starting to weird you out, so you stepped out of the garage, trying to find your teammate.
However, you passed by George and Lewis first. The taller Briton was smiling widely at you, which made your eyebrows pinch even more.
George clapped you on the shoulder. “Great job out there! Congrats!”
“So proud. You’re going to do great,” Lewis said as he gave you a side hug.
“Uh, thank you?”
You kept walking, trying to find Max, or maybe even Charles.
Your wish was granted as you found the Dutchman and Monégasque, along with both papaya drivers. Their eyes were wide as you got closer. Lando almost bulldozed you over in a giant hug. Your hand patted his back as you were stiff, still not knowing what the hell was going on.
Once Lando let you go, Max brought you into a side hug. Your hand patted his back in congrats.
“Good job for pole mate.” You sipped your water.
The four around you went eerily quiet. Your head cocked, looking around.
“Everyone ok?”
Your eyes flitted around the pit, while the men just stared. Your phone buzzed, but you only looked at the time and not the multiple posts and tags from Instagram and every other social media you had.
Your eyes were still glued to the phone when you asked, “Can someone tell me what position I’m in? The radio on my car was super scratchy and I couldn’t hear Mitch.”
Max was about to respond, but a random interviewer came up to the five of you. The group put on their camera smiles as the man began to ask the drivers questions. You were confused when the man didn’t ask anything about pole to Max when he brought up tomorrow’s race. Well, that was, until he turned to you.
“How does it feel to have you first pole position?”
The mic was shoved in your direction. Your face went blank and the world went silent.
“What?”
The man kind of rolled his eyes. “You have just become the youngest pole sitter in Formula 1 history. How are you feeling right now?”
Your eyes widened as you took in the question. You were now hyper aware of Max’s hand on your back, where he had left it after your side hug.
“Uh, great?”
The men around you snickered. You looked around, even more confused.
“This is actually the first I’m hearing about this,” you continued, “I thought that Max was on pole.”
The man let out a small laugh before thanking you for your time. Your eyes were still wide as Max led you back to the garage, where the cheers got even louder. A second water was placed in your hands as you got closer to Mitch.
She turned to you once she noticed you were back and brought you into a big hug. You started laughing as you squeezed her tightly.
“What’s with the giggles?” she asked, trying not to laugh herself.
“I thought Max was on pole. My radio was super scratchy and I couldn’t hear you. Some random journalist was the one to tell me!” you exclaimed over the celebrations in the garage.
Vito came to you next and brought you into a side hug. You inhaled deeply as his arms enveloped you in a safe space.
You whispered, “I did it. I really did it.”
His hand came up to ruffle your hair. “Always knew you could kid. Always.”
Next was Christian who, like Vito, bear hugged you. He patted your head during the hug. You sighed contently in his arms.
“Is it nap time now?” you questioned, making everyone laugh.
Christian spoke up. “We have debrief and then you can go back to the hotel to sleep. I think there’s a surprise for you.”
Now that did it. Your leg bounced up and down the entire meeting. You mentally tried to will Christian to hurry up, but he kept on going. The minute the meeting was done, you bolted out of your seat.
Sadly, your car was being transported for tomorrow, so you couldn’t go very fast. And besides, you had taken an uber, thinking that they would have gone much faster. Yet, their version of fast was nowhere near your version. When the car finally stopped, you quickly thanked the driver and threw some money at him, not even waiting for the change.
The elevator also thought it would be good to give you a lesson in patience as well, as someone before you had pressed all the buttons – making you stop on every floor. You groaned as it stopped once more at the floor below yours. The moment the door opened up to your floor, you all but ran down to your room.
Your key card almost fell out of your hands as you were trying to get the door open. It flew wide as you finally got the thing to work. You ran to the empty room. Your eyebrows pinched for what felt like the thousandth time that day. Your eyes flitted around, but didn’t land on anything special.
“Maybe Christian got it wrong?” you asked yourself as you jumped on the bed, face forward.
What or who you failed to notice was a lanky Monegasque creeping out of your closet. Arthur watched as you deeply inhaled into the pillows, eyes fluttering shut. He almost felt bad for what he was about to do.
Key word: almost.
He quietly inhaled before launching onto the bed. A scream left your lips at the arrival of unneeded body weight on you. Your went stiff as your mind raced. This was it. Some crazy fan had gotten into your room somehow and was about to strangle you. Your arms flailed as you tried to hit the intruder.
Except, you stopped once you heard a familiar laugh. You gasped as you rolled over to find you boyfriend’s face in yours. The two of you looked at each other for a bit, gasping for air (you from holding your breath and him from laughing so much).
Arthur suddenly dipped his head, going in for a kiss. Yet, you had other plans.
You smacked his face. Arthur froze as he was halfway down, lips still puckered.
“Well that hurt.”
You rolled your eyes.
“Sorry for thinking I was about to be killed Thur. That wasn’t nice,” you whined. “And I was about to sleep and now I’m not tired anymore.”
Arthur smirked. “Maybe I can make you tired another way?”
Hit.
“I deserved that.”
You scoffed. “Max is right in the room next to us. He would hang me if he heard.”
Arthur huffed before putting his full weight on you, face in your neck. You let out a soft oof as the air was a bit knocked out of you. Your arms came up and wrapped around his neck. The two of you basked in each other’s presence for a bit, before a soft kiss was placed on your neck.
You whispered, “No marks please.”
You felt his lips trail up until they hit the bottom of where you ear was. A soft gasp left your lips as he kissed from there to your lips. His hands started rubbing at your sides and he finally placed his lips on yours.
Your mouth opened just a bit, letting him in. Your hands made their way to his hair, fingers bunching the dirty blond strands. Arthur let out a please groan at the motion, which made him kiss you a bit harder. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he kept pressing his body onto yours, the pressure making a whine escape from your throat.
The two of you had to part for a breath, but only for a second until you placed your lips back on his. His hands wandered up your torso, now exploring under your shirt. His lips were firmly on yours as he pressed into you harder.
A loud moan escaped from under his lips, making him smirk into the kiss.
When Arthur finally deemed you more relaxed, he leaned back, watching you gasp for air. Your head rested against the pillow as Arthur slid next to you. He arms were still wrapped around your middle.
He gave one more kiss to your neck, before whispering, “My pole sitter. I’m so proud of you.”
Your eyes began to flutter shut, mind sinking into a deep sleep.
Sunday morning came too quickly. Arthur had to almost drag you out of bed. That almost was an understatement: he did drag you out of bed.
You had picked out a nice gray pant suit for today, something that Mitch had given you as a present. You had always loved all of her pant suits and tried to complement her whenever you could.
Your phone buzzed with a notification that your car had arrived safely and it was waiting for you, and Arthur outside. Max wanted to come with you, but it was a hyper car and it only two seats. With your sunnies on, you stepped out of the hotel. Thankfully, there weren’t any fans waiting for the two of you.
The V12 engine roared to life as you started the car up. You made sure that Arthur had on the seatbelt before you even started to move. The car came with two headsets so that you and the passenger could talk to each other.
“Did you know that this is my first time driving this car on the road?”
“What?”
You didn’t answer him and kept on driving. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw him grip the sides even more. You giggled as you continued through the Italian streets. At stop lights, people seemed to scramble for their phones, wanting to take pictures.
You revved the engine as you got close to the paddock. The car was definitely loud and turned a lot of heads. Yet, people really couldn’t see who was in the car.
A big group of the drivers were waiting for you and Arthur at the entrance before they went in. Charles’s head was the first to whip around at the sound of a Ferrari V12 engine.
Lewis let out a loud whistle as the orange spaceship came closer. Lando and Oscar’s mouths were open wide. Alex and Logan just stood staring.
“Whose car is that?” Carlos questioned, watching the car rev for a few more rounds.
Max stood to the side with a giant smirk on his face. The cameras around them were all pointed to the futuristic car.
Charles cocked his head. “Isn’t that the car that Y/n wanted at some point? Someone should call her and tell her it’s here.”
Max laughed loudly, causing the group to look at him weirdly.
He answered Charles, “Mate I think she already knows.”
His finger came up and pointed at the car, door already opened with you stepping out. Their jaws dropped as Arthur also stepped out, grabbing his and your bags. You waved to the group, only getting half waves in reply. You giggled as you handed someone the key, only trusting a select few to park it.
“Hello boys,” you said as you stepped closer.
They were all silent, eyes still on the car.
“When do I get a ride?” Logan asked first, breaking the silence. An uproar of the rest asking followed after that.
Another giggle escaped your lips as you waved your hands, silencing them.
“So, no matter how today turns out, I’m having a house party down in Capris after the race. Max said we can take his jet. Everyone on the grid is invited, except you know who.”
A smirk formed on your face as you left, scanning your card at the turnstile. The males followed in suit, now excitedly talking about the party.
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redbullracing and how are we feeling today? "Uh, great?"
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The red and yellow crowd roared as you walked by, waving to everyone. You thought that there would be a lot of booing, but surprisingly there was little to none. The crowds seemed to adore you, just as they adored their Ferrari boys.
At the garage, you had finally found out that Max had gotten P3 in a Ferrari sandwich, namely Charles in P2 and Carlos in P4.
You were nervous as you sat in your Red Bull. This could be it. This could be your winning moment.
Or this could end up like Suzuka. Another win in your grasps and then ripped from your hands.
“Radio check kid?”
“Mitch, I’m scared.”
The older woman frowned as she sat at the pit wall. That didn’t sound like you. Your voice sounded so young and so scared, almost like a toddler who was scared of the dark. Mitch took a deep breath.
“Kid, listen to me. You are so amazing. Your car breathes the same air that you breath. You just need to focus and be one with the car. You have to be speed. Remember, you eat losers for breakfast.”
A small laugh came over the radio, making Mitch smile.
“One winner, nineteen losers. I eat them for breakfast.”
“Go get them kid.”
“And it’s lights out and away we go at the 2024 Italian Grand Prix!”
You focused on your breathing as you flew down the straights and suddenly slowed at the corners. There was a reason that this was one of the hardest tracks. The G-force of the straights into the corners was hell.
Your head felt as though it was being ripped off as you went around the turns. Thankfully, you were still leading by midpoint. You were on a one stop strategy, and you needed to pit soon. However, you got the call for a yellow flag.
“Who was it Mitch?”
“Max clipped a kerb. He’s fine, but the bottom of his car is ripped. We’re taking this flag to pit you, so come on in.”
You heart sank as you thought of your teammate. It was just you now to bring home some points. Your breathing got a little fast as you came to pit, watching the hordes of people with bright red flags. You were able to come out in first place once again. But you were alone this time. Not teammate to help if needed.
A lone bull in a sea of red capes.
Your pace was phenomenal. Every time people thought a driver would catch up to you, you would manage to pull away.
The final lap flag waved and your stomach jumped to your throat. You crisply cut the corners, managing you tyres and car. Only a few more turns to go. You could almost taste it.
Max, along with the rest of the team, were jumping and cheering, willing your car to take you to the end. As the Dutchman watched you get closer and closer, he rushed out of the garage and climbed onto the fence.
“Y/n L/n has the checkered flag in her sights. The world has thrown everything at her, yet she still rises. Today, she joins the elite group of drivers who get to say that they have won a Formula 1 race. The first woman this century to score points, the first woman to step foot on the podium, and the first woman to reach that top pedestal. Her hunger had turned starving, yet she will finally be satiated today.”
Drivers say that when they’re in the car, everything moves in slow motion.
You watched your crew’s arms slowly jest up and down as you approached the line. When your car finally crossed, everything went silent. Your mind was thrown back to your first karting win.
How everyone was silent as you stood on that top step. A tear trickled down your face in your helmet. This time, you knew there wouldn’t be any silence.
The noise would be deafening.
“SHE DNF-ED AT SPA, PODIUMED AT ZANDVOORT, AND WON AT MONZA. Y/N L/N IS THE WINNER OF THE 2024 ITALIAN GRAND PRIX.”
“You’ve done it!” Mitch screamed over the radio. You however, couldn’t understand yourself over your screams. Word vomit just came out of your mouth. Words in English and Italian sputtered out.
“AAHHHH THE HECK. WHAT EVEN! NON POSSO CREDER! AAHHHHHHHH! THANK YOU EVERYONE!”
Being the first one into Parc Ferme was a surreal experience. Normally, you’d be following someone in, but you were the one to lead.
You stayed in your car for just a moment, taking in deep breaths and trying to will the tears away. Yet, they kept on coming. You quickly took your steering wheel off before getting out of the car on the nose. You raised your fists as you stood.
The crowds were roaring and your head was spinning. You placed your fingers on your helmet before raising them up to the bright blue sky.
The two yellow and red clad drivers watched on behind you as you celebrated. If it couldn’t be them, they were glad that it was you.
You jumped down from the nose and immediately ran to the barriers and into your team’s open arms. You felt their hands rain down on your helmet and back in congratulations. In the sea of team, your eyes finally found bright blue ones to the side.
Max had come around the little gate to hug your properly. You all but ran and jumped on him. Your legs lifted around his hips as he hugged you tightly.
The Dutchman could hear your sobs from under your helmet. His large hands gripped you a bit tighter and held you close. Your fingers gripped the back of his Red Bull polo, not wanting to let go. Yet, you knew that you had to, so you slowly slid back down to the floor.
Max looked into your eyes through your visor. His lips were moving, but you couldn’t really tell what he was saying. He gently turned you around in the direction of your team principal. He lightly pushed you toward Christian, and you took that moment to jog over to him.
Much like with Max, you kind of jumped on the Briton, making him pick you up slightly.
“I did it Dad. I’m on the top step.”
Christian barely heard you, but he squeezed you a bit tighter once you said that. He set you back down and helped you get your helmet off. He was met with the sight of tears running down your face and your hair being plastered to your forehead with sweat. He led you over to get weighed and then place your helmet on the number 1 pedestal.
You were quickly interviewed before going to the cooldown room. There you met Charles and Carlos.
The Monegasque was the first one to wrap you in a hug. It was nice, but you really wanted the hug of another Monegasque.
“Siamo cosi orgogliosi di te, ragazzo. Finalmente sul grandino piu alto,” he whispered, before sending you to Carlos.
There was little time in the cooldown room before the three of you were called to the podium. Your hat fit nicely, the number 1 on the side beaming. Carlos went first, then Charles, and then finally you. Your eyes squinted as you met the bright Italian sun.
The crowds cheered below as you stood on the top step. Your tears returned as they played your national anthem. You didn’t try to wipe them this time though.
You let them fall.
The Austrian anthem played after and trophies were handed out.
Once the metal was placed in your hands, you raised it up high. The people closest to you knew the significance of it all. The win in Lorenzo’s home country. Your win for him.
Charles knew all the emotions. He too had won at Monza for his papa and Jules. Pierre down in the crowd let some tears shed as he remembered his time up there, winning for Anthoine. Daniel watched in amazement as you held the trophy high before kissing it lightly. There was a time that he was on that step, clad in orange and blue. You were shining.
The taste of the bubbly had never been sweeter. After spraying Charles and Carlos, and getting theirs dumped all over you, it was your turn to spray your team. You tried to point the spray down at Max and Arthur, who had snuck into the sea of navy. Your boyfriend was currently looking up at you, as if you hung the stars. And right now, the sun was making you glow so hard that he truly believed that you might have.
The celebrations didn’t end after that.
In the group chat that you made, excluding one driver, there was only one message to the drivers. It made them all smirk with excitement.
Grid Queen: airmax leaves at 4 see you all in Capris p.s. bring your girlfriends
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redbullracing Y/N L/N IS THE WINNER OF THE 2024 MONZA GRAND PRIX
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Race Results (top 10 + DNF)
Y/n L/n – 26 points (fastest lap)
Charles Leclerc – 18 points
Carlos Sainz – 15 points
Oscar Piastri – 12 points
George Russell – 11 points
Lewis Hamilton – 8 points
Alex Albon – 6 points
Logan Sargeant – 4 points
Daniel Ricciardo – 2 points
Yuki Tsunoda – 1 point
Max Verstappen – DNF
Champions Standings
Max Verstappen – 309 points
Charles Leclerc – 286 points
Y/n L/n – 207 points
Lando Norris – 190 points
Carlos Sainz – 145 points
Oscar Piastri – 130 points
Lewis Hamilton – 113 points
George Russell – 65 points
Alex Albon – 62 points
Fernando Alonso – 45 points
Logan Sargeant – 40 points
Daniel Ricciardo – 25 points
Lance Stroll – 17 points
Valtteri Bottas – 13 points
Pierre Gasly – 12 points
Yuki Tsunoda – 9 points
Zhou Guanyu – 1 point
Nico Hulkenberg
Kevin Magnussen
Esteban Ocon
Constructors Standings
Red Bull – 516 points
Ferrari – 431 points
McLaren – 320 points
Mercedes – 178 points
Williams – 102 points
Aston Martin – 62 points
Alpha Tauri – 34 points
Alpha Romeo – 14 points
Alpine – 12 points
Haas – 0 points
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Jules Bianchi Marathon Karting 📷 Leann Millo
#he looked extra gorgeous that weekend#it was the post Monza win glow#charles leclerc#f1#formula 1#mypost#jules bianchi#karting
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"ma come mi fai sognare, come mi fai sognare."🥹
"But how you make me dream, how you make me dream!"
#formula 1#f1#charles leclerc#bryan bozzi#scuderia ferrari#cl16#italian gp 2024#he won in monaco he wins monza#monza gp 2024
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Currently Forza Ferrari-ing harder than anyone (other than Charles Leclerc) has ever Forza Ferrari’d before ❤️
#truly thought i might never see another ferrari win at monza in my lifetime#but charles leclerc is a miracle worker#charles leclerc#cl16#f1#formula 1#formula one#scuderia ferrari#italian gp 2024#italian grand prix 2024#monza gp 2024
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Charles hitting another car in his $500k Ferrari Purosangue was not on my 2024 bingo card lmaooo
CHARLES LECLERC THE MAN YOU ARE
#charles leclerc#the man you are#only he can win monza#then crash his road car the next day#Max come get your man#he's losing it#goddammit#lestappen#f1#formula 1#charles lecrelc
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since Max Verstappen, official president of the lecfosi, predicted Charles Leclerc 2024 Monza win, you think he also predicted Charles Leclerc 2024 WDC earlier this year???
#watch it happen#i just KNOW if ferrari still didnt get their shit together yk charles will drag that thing to a wdc win#charles leclerc#max verstappen#lestappen#f1#formula one#formula 1#monza gp 2024#2024 silly season
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just saw someone call charles' career 'common successes' the pole to win ratio agenda is too severe because in no way is 26 poles without a championship winning car common at ALL
every time he wins it's after ten thousand trials and tribulations and his wins this year mean so much more to me than if he had a dominant car. i said it last year and i think so doubly now that he impresses me with every race like he is him and i truly think he is the best.
#'similar career stats to lando' eh... eh.........#no one will ever convince me this pole record isnt impressive#and the win record will catch up when he gets the car he deserves🙄#'personally dont think leclerc is very impressive' ok 😭😭 you're wrong 😭😭#either carlos sainz is an absolute shit qualifier (and he's NOT lol) or charles is really great these are the only options#anyway he constantly pulls miracles out of his ass and this take is stupid the monza drive and spa/baku poles were more impressive than#anyth lando did this season 🙄#also just look at how he dogwalks the field in quali whenever its a tight driver-dependent street circuit...#i even think lando did a good job on sunday i just think he's too error prone this year and it cost him too much#people's leclerc agendas get crazy sometimes#'its weird how people venerate him' its called being a tifosi u should try it its like being on drugs#its not OUR problem that we're having fun
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MILAN, ITALY: Charles Leclerc at the presentation of his new line of ice cream (LEC) on April 11, 2024 (Photo by IPA)
#he looks like he’s about to tell me how eating vanillove ice cream feels like winning in monza#charles leclerc#2024#liz.jpg
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Excerpts: [First stints] The opening stint saw graining and high degradation for all runners and lap times rose sharply from around Lap 10 onwards. On Lap 14 [Norris] was called to box for new hard tyres. He then emerged behind Ocon – and Ferrari saw a small opportunity to cover him, and so boxed Leclerc the next lap. Unfortunately for Leclerc, it didn’t work out for him and he was undercut by Norris. Leclerc’s complaints on the radio at stopping to emerge behind the McLaren were met with reassurance that the race was most likely a two-stop, and it was the correct point to box. Piastri then covered both one lap later. In [Sainz’s] opening stint, he was too far behind Norris to attempt an undercut and Ferrari were still considering the one-stop possibility. Therefore Sainz pushed to extend as he thought it was too early to stop. Later, he reported that the graining was improving and lap times may recover. This was important information for Ferrari. Sainz was then called to pit before being undercut by Hamilton so the lap time improvement was crucially not seen by the other teams. [Second stints] As graining emerged on the hard tyre for all three leaders, [they had to decide] when to stop for the final set of hards. Piastri was asked if he thought a one-stop might be possible, but said no. [On Lap 32,] Leclerc is given the ‘box to overtake’ call on Norris as Ferrari looked to attempt an undercut. But Norris then pitted, prompting Leclerc to stay out. He was then told they will extend the stint to build a tyre delta. In the second stint running in largely free air, Sainz pushed Ferrari discussion on the one-stop strategy possibility. The pit wall and Sainz discussed whether they should cover Hamilton’s second pit stop or remain on the one-stop option – with Sainz favouring the latter after reporting that his tyres were still good. At this point the information is given to Leclerc that Sainz is targeting a one-stop strategy. Leclerc agrees that it is the best opportunity to win and immediately begins work on the tyre saving required to pull it off. [McLaren third stints vs Ferrari staying out] [Having boxed with 15 laps remaining,] Piastri needed to average 1.5 seconds per lap quicker [than his pre-stop pace] to make the pit stop beneficial. His first lap after the pit stop was indeed 1.5 seconds faster than before. However, he had five back-markers to overtake as well as Sainz. The back-markers cost variable amounts of lap time and Sainz then cost Piastri around two seconds of race time – which is crucial when considering Piastri only finished 2.6 seconds behind Leclerc at the flag. So although Leclerc then took the plaudits and the glory on the Monza podium, he couldn’t have pulled off such a famous victory without the help of his Ferrari team mate.
#big brained strategist doing bryan bozzi's job for him#carlos sainz jr#scuderia ferrari#f1#monza 2024#interesting perspective i hadn't thought of was ferrari timing carlos' pit so other teams couldn't see his tyres improving#so only they know the recovery potential on the tyres#seems like ferrari considered a one-stop but charles' side of the pitwall balked in reaction to mcl's strat (orange text)#then only after carlos had his discussion with ricky they realised they shd consider it again (red text)#ppl been shitting on mclaren for being too reactive to/worried abt others in their strat and ferrari nearly made that same mistake#carlos strategises his own win and/or has outright pace on everyone: useless driver has never won without ferrari sacrificing leclerc!!!#charles gets wins again after two years because carlos played the team game: renowned professional doesn't know what she's talking about!!!#the real sacrificial lamb#too bad oscar and tom didn't say “they are sacrificing carlos” in his final stint
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He finished in 6th place
I predict that Max will finish in the top 4
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charles leclerc as tumblr text posts
#in honour of monza i felt a calling to make a charles version#had to fight the urge to make them all doomed by the narrative themed#anyways#sharl monza win save me#f1#formula 1#charles leclerc#monza gp 2024#italian gp 2024#azerbaijan gp 2024#baku gp 2024#singapore gp 2024#f1 drivers as tumblr text posts#just-an-inchi-dent
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monaco was the eighth race this year. charles won. monza is the sixteenth race. it would be his second time winning there. 8x2 = 16. he’s number 16.
in conclusion, charles leclerc wins the 2024 italian grand prix.
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what I learned from the Italian gp 2024:
- 33 and 44 fans unite against the common enemy (mclaren’s illegally fast car)
- my dislike of carlos sainz has almost completely evaporated in favor of eternally hating on lando norris
- charles wdc is written in the stars it’s coming it’s gonna happen
- max is going to basically light milton keyes and the red bull garage on fire because that’s an atrocious car
- charles and max are basically the only two people who can rely on each other to help them succeed
- i hate james vowles
- vcarb stays in misery
- kevin magnussen has decided to take a week off and generously give his car to the new haas driver, Ollie, for a test drive in baku
#f1#formula 1#charles leclerc#max verstappen#monza gp 2024#italian gp 2024#33 and 44 fans uniting to hate on mclaren was NOT on my bingo card#the mclaren fans hating each other though… i saw that coming#also james vowles i hope your pillow is never cold at night#oliver bearman#also oscar had more wdc winning potential than lando#alex I’m sorry man
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MONACO AND MONZA WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK
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