#claude driver

[gourmet-soda-pop]

the 'draw your comfort characters as this' idea is really funny actually-

this oneeee ^^^

[christiangeistdorfer]

MARIE-CLAUDE BEAUMONT & GINETTE DEROLLAND for the 1967 MONTE CARLO RALLY

[hussyknee]

*movie trailer voice* "In a world...full of road safety regulations...one van...will emerge...to fuck them all."

Wuling vans

English added by me :)

[hotvintagepoll]

Claude Rains (The Adventures of Robin Hood, The Invisible Man, Mr. Skeffington, Now Voyager)—Is Claude maybe a bit too classy to be considered scrungly? Maybe, but I don't care! He's Claude Rains and he deserves to win at something. :) While he could be very smooth and suave (and sometimes deliciously evil), every once in a while, he could be pretty adorable, too! And the movie Now Voyager gave him the line: "roasting weenies??" And there are so many moments in Phantom of the Opera or Mr. Skeffington where I just want to give him a hug!

Sid James (Hell Drivers, Carry On Camping, Carry On Doctor, Three Hats for Lisa, Bless This House)—Sid James has the kind of scrungly face that looks like a guy has spent his youth boxing but now breeds canaries. Yes, he became legendary as the kind of bloke who is always happy to eye up the ladies and pull a fast one on the system, but he could also do terrifying gangster and comforting dad who might grumble a bit but will always be there for his family.

This is round 1 of the contest. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. If you're confused on what a scrungle is, or any of the rules of the contest, click here.

[additional submitted propaganda + scrungly videos under the cut]

Claude Rains:

Blooper from the Prince and the Pauper

every time i see claude rains he's in a different wig and doing a different thing to fuck me up

Sid James:

[adafruit]

TLV320DAC3100 first bops 🔊🎶💃🕺

OK, after many hours spent with Claude on writing a driver for the TLV320DAC3100 (https://www.digikey.com/en/products/detail/texas-instruments/TLV320DAC3100IRHBR/2260591), we finally have it configured using our driver, and playing an MP3 stream on this ESP32. This I2S DAC has a particularly complex PLL and audio-routing system, so it's not one where you can just pipe in I2S data and have it magically play. One nice thing we got working on is the MCLK, which is generated from the BCLK, so it'll work great with anything from an Arduino-compatible to a single-board computer like Raspberry Pi. We're hoping to get the headphone detection working next so that we can turn off the amp when the headphone is plugged in. Also, it should be able to control the volume from the headset buttons. Also, we want to get the internal beep generator going so we can make tones separate from the audio stream for UI notifications.

[moonyskarma]

radio messages in my formula one dr

number one . . . a win in italy, one of my first wins ever. ((translation for the last bit : i love my team thank you, thank you so much))

number two . . . another win, where i had been leading with a massive gap for like, the whole race, so not much of a surprise that i won. apparently claude didn't think i sounded enthusiastic enough.

number three . . . thought this was cute. situationship era, i had to retire the car pretty early on in the race and convinced claude to let me sneak over to ferrari and let me say this. kind of broke the internet because nobody knew me and charles had anything going on.

number one . . . at this point, charles knows if the crash looks bad i'm going to come help him. ((translation for the last bit : oh, fuck. thank you to him.))

number two . . . yeah, i don't care what the FIA has to say. if i think charles is hurt, i'm gonna go to him.

number three . . . this loser never shuts up. like, stay out of it.

number one . . . i do this sometimes (completely ignore team orders) and it pisses claude off to no end. started doing it before charles and i were even together as well which made everyone go "what the fuck is apollo doing"

number two . . . part two of the first bit—yeah. he is not amused. i was supposed to overtake charles but um... i don't wanna???

number three . . . i don't want to tell charles that i let him win because he'd feel like he doesn't deserve his wins. i don't let him win out of pity. i let him win because he's an excellent driver. and i love him.

number one . . . yeah... um, i tend to swear? a lot? on radio?

number two . . . part two of the first bit.

number three . . . one day i'm going to physically fight him i swear to god.

number one . . . so i kind of forgot we had a whole team meeting about that. in my defense i didnt think that would cause a penalty, just maybe a fine. fuck the FIA.

number two . . . not a fun race. kind of beating myself up about it.

number three . . . i may or may not have been crying. um.

number one . . . as you can probably tell i like danny far more than max! (my favorite karaoke buddy ugh love him)

number two . . . this was after charles's monaco win. claude knows me too well.

number three . . . inspired by that one audio. "do you want me to call your mother?" "no!" "works every time. they're scared to death of her." "call me for what?"

number one . . . i literally did no such thing. also, track limits?? i am very good about maintaining track limits.

number two . . . like who do you think you are, leave me alone bruh.

number three . . .self explanatory. max = sore loser. ((translation for the last bit : fucking asshole))

<3 i had so much fun making these oh my god, i wanted to add more but i reached my 30 photo limit :(

so yknow what that means

PART TWO IS COMING !!!

im tryna post a lot rn cuz i likely won't post too much during the week and next weekend im traveling and won't have my beautiful laptop :(

[dewdr0pz]

📱 Going Postal At The Party 📱

summary: Wilbur thinks you're cheating on him at a party. Turns out he was very wrong.

a/n: this was based off of either a Chris or Matt Sturniolo fic that I read that I can't remember the name of, if any of you know what this fic is, plz lemme know!

contains: cursing, angst with a happy ending, flirting, crying, texts, use of Y/N, pet names, jealousy, Wilbur's a bit of a dick, mentions of bad exes & thought of cheating (let me know if i missed anything!!

tags: @zuuriell @somebody-v @vibestillaxxx @ax-y10 @joviepog@themonsterunderurmom @ogelizasoot @wilburstan@smolsleepykitten@funnyreally2009@crows-death@dykepunz@aresriiots@0miamor0@defonotval@chipch0p@mazzistar16@unmellowyellowfellow@justalittlebitofchaos@thosecolorfulsheets@vopix@aine-lasagna@merianakross@veeislost@urfav-sapphic-siren@shazbaz58-blog @wifiatthetrainstation@mcr-pr-fob@shd454@rqvii@idioticion@m0thza@artistphantom @lexx-the-gay-rubber-ducky @finleyforevermore @poraphia @radio-to-trenchcoat-demons @mysticalsoot(let me know if u don't or do wanna be tagged!!)

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You had dragged Wilbur to a house party your friend invited you to. You could tell he didn't want to, mainly due to the fact that his mind would be plagued by the idea of other people hitting on you or trying to get with you. It also didn't help that you looked drop-dead gorgeous; you had a white button-up shirt tucked into short, tight denim shorts with a black tie & fishnets; truly a sight for sore eyes.

"I'm gonna go get us some drinks, okay?" you said to Wilbur, who had his arms wrapped around your waist.

"Alright, love. Be careful. & come back quickly," he told you, kissing your forehead. You smiled & left for the bar. You told the bartender the drinks you wanted & you sat on one of the sticky stools, waiting for your drinks to be prepared.

"Oh my god, Y/N!" a cheerful voice said from behind you. You looked over your shoulder to see Claude, an old coworker back when you used to work at the coffee shop across the street from your shared apartment with Wilbur. "It's been forever, girl!"

"Claudy!" you said happily, giving him a hug. "It's been ages! How's life been?"

"I got engaged!" he said, showing you the ring on his finger. You gasped & clapped happily, holding his hand to examine the ring. "He's such a good guy. His name's James, 6'4, plays the drums, & he loves cats & rain."

"Sounds like a Wattpad dream man," you teased. He playfully swatted your arm with a laugh.

"How's your relationship with Wilbur been?" he asked. "Last time I remember, you were head over heels for him, right?"

"He's the best," you said dreamily. "He's such a gentleman, & he's so good to me."

"That's good!" he said, his hand now resting on your arm. "I'm so happy for you, Y/N. You deserve him. & this is a reward for having to put up with shitty exes."

"Oh my God, you're so right," you said, resting your hand on his arm, too. "Remember Jared?"

"Oh. My. Days," he sighed. "Such a dickhead. Girl, I have no idea how you survived being in a relationship with him. Give me some of your patience right now."

You laughed & were about to say something when you felt your phone buzz. "It's probably from Wil," you told Claude. You opened up the text.

Your heart started to beat out of your chest. Did he actually think you were cheating on him?

"You okay?" Claude asked. You didn't respond.

Claude had seen the texts & let you leave without a word. You walked outside & it was pouring rain, which meant you had to stand in the rain for at least five minutes until your ride came. Great.

When the Uber finally arrived, you were shivering & dripping with rainwater & the smell of petrichor hung on your skin, & you got into the car as you tried your hardest not to cry.

"How's your night been?" the Uber driver asked.

"It's been alright!" you lied, putting on a fake happy tone. "How about you?"

"Eh, not too bad," she said. "My girlfriend didn't want me to take any drives tonight because of how rainy it is." She laughed slightly. "She's always so worried for me." You laughed in return & you two didn't say anything for the rest of the night.

When she pulled up to the house, she politely bid you adieu & made sure you got to the door before driving off. You opened the door to the apartment & looked around. He wasn't in the kitchen or in the living room. Maybe he hadn't gotten home yet. You took off your shoes & left your bag on the kitchen counter as you trudged upstairs.

"Darling!" Wilbur sprang up from the bed when you entered the bedroom. He immediately dropped to his knees & kissed the backs of your hands, the palms, the knuckles, & the wrists while telling you how wildly sorry he was.

"What's on the bed?" you asked, looking over at the bed, covered in objects.

"Your favorites," he told you, standing up. "Snacks, candy, drinks, & your favorite flavor of ice cream. I also got you those new slippers you had wanted the other day when we were at Target, a blanket, & a few stuffed animals, too. There's a cat, a Pompompurin,--I'm pretty sure he's your favorite Sanrio character, but, if I was wrong, I got you a Keroppi plush, too, & a My Melody one--& a green dinosaur that looks like Dino from that one game you like...what was it called? Oh, yeah, Like A Dino. I also restocked your skincare stuff & your hair stuff, since you told me you were running out."

Without even realizing it, you started crying. You brought a hand up to your mouth to hide the expression you were making when you cried.

"Did I do something wrong, baby?" asked Wilbur, kissing your hairline & your forehead repeatedly. "Why're you crying?"

"I-I just--I got so mad at you over text & you still got all of this for me," you hiccupped.

"You had every right to be mad at me, my moon," he whispered, removing your hand away from your mouth to press a light kiss to your lips. "I was a bitch & I was being so rude to you, & you didn't deserve that." Without warning, he picked you up bridal-style, causing you to yelp & immediately wrap your arms around his neck.

"C'mon, sweet baby. Pick a movie & let's go cuddle."

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

I watched the new Big Yellow video and it was fun as hell so now Golden Deer drinking head canons plus a ranking of how fun they’d be and then I sat on this for a month because I forgot about it until I was sifting through old stuff so

9th - Leonie - Leonie is already the closest we have to a canonical drunkard, with many of her endings mentioning unpaid tabs and frequent visits to bars. Also she’s definitely the most likely to get into a bar fight with someone. If you talk shit about Jeralt or something, you’re leaving the bar with a broken wrist and she’s getting escorted out by the bouncer type shit. She’s already competitive and hotheaded while sober imagine how she’d act hammered

8th - Lorenz - I feel like Lorenz gets awkward as hell once he’s buzzed. Like imagine some guy failing to hit on random women but he’s also talking like a student who ran a plagiarized quote through a thesaurus to try and fly under the radar. The slightest sign of rejection has him speaking his lamentations in the form of a homerian epic. Depending on your tolerance for 2nd hand embarrassment he’s either really funny to laugh at or “please just make it stop”. I’m on the lower end so he goes here

7th - Byleth - Byleth is the Deer’s designated driver. They do not have a heartbeat and they aren’t interested to figure out what happens if they drink alcohol. Also they’re just dry as hell, they’d listen to what you have to say but only respond with “oh, I see” or “hmmm” and stuff like that.

6th - Marianne - Marianne’s my girl but she’d absolutely hate a bar setting lets be real. I’m not even sure getting drunk would help her because she’d only have like 1 drink before leaving the bar to go outside and look at a weird bug. And I respect that but that isn’t conducive to being fun to hang with in a social situation

5th - Lysithea - so much of a lightweight she’d get absolutely hammered after like half a glass it’s INSANE since she’s tiny as hell and has crest cancer. Despite this I think she manages to be a responsible drinker and mellows out a bit once she gets tipsy 1/8th of a pint in

4th - Ignatz - Definitely a bit nervous at first but once he gets settled in I think he’d be pretty cool. Like he’d just be vibing the whole time. Prone to rambling though and once you here him talk about the goddess 15 times the 16th is gonna start getting on your nerves

3rd - Hilda - She’s got all the gossip you could ever want. You want the tea, well then you’ve come to the right person. She’s conversational to fuckin everyone, be it close friends or random strangers she would just be talking with them for HOURS. She might forget about the initial group she came with but lord knows she’s having the best time, and hey, she’ll definitely introduce you to someone new.

2nd - Claude - Claude’s the homie dude, he’s got everything. He’s got a bunch of cool stories to tell, he’s funny, generally charismatic, he’s definitely gonna be paying for rounds a lot. Just a generally nice guy to hang with. Barring a poison joke that gets you ONCE and then you roll your eyes at him every other time

1st - Raphael - I do not think it is physically possible to have a bad night with this man. He’s a complete and utter ray of sunshine no matter the place. He could like crash into me on accident and break my ribs and I’d just be like “haha yeah Raphael that’s awesome”. Peak bro here

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[coimbrabertone]

The Full Story of the Andretti Indycar Team

On September 27th, 2024, Jay Penske's sportico.com website reported that Michael Andretti was relinquishing ownership of Andretti Global and stepping back into a strategic role.

Michael Andretti, who spent over twenty years racing in Indycar in his own right and spent just as long as a team owner, was stepping away from team ownership, handing the reins to investor Dan Towriss.

Now, a lot of people have speculated as to why:

Some people say that Michael and Dan had a falling out earlier this season and Michael ultimately left.

Others say that Michael promised Dan an entry into Formula One, and now that the teams have firmly blocked that, Dan demanded some kind of return on his investment.

Others yet think that Michael stepping away is a way to smooth over the friction between Michael and the F1 team bosses, potentially giving an avenue for the Towriss-led Andretti Cadillac to make it into F1 after all.

There is also, you know, the possibility that Michael Andretti was being entirely truthful. He simply wants to step back to a more strategic role rather than dealing with team ownership.

We don't know the real answer though.

Nor is it the topic of this blog.

Instead, this blog is a retrospective on Andretti as a race team, particularly in Indycar. How they started, how the Andrettis got involved, some of the high points, and what the team means to Indycar now that, in one way or another, it won't even been the same.

The story starts in 1993, when Barry Green (a senior Australian engineer who worked with teams like Forsythe and Kraco) and Gerry Forsythe himself (who had run an Indycar team in the early and mid 80s) partnered with Player's cigarettes out of Canada to create a Formula Atlantic team, with Quebecois drivers Claude Bourbonnais and Jacques Villeneuve.

Claude finished second in the standings that year, Jacques just behind in third.

With a promising debut, the team moved up to CART in 1994, fielding Jacques Villeneuve in a Player's sponsored car. Jacques would finish second at Indy and take his debut win at Road America, to finish sixth in the standings and snatch rookie of the year.

Come 1995, the team experienced an ownership split. Barry Green kept Players and Villeneuve initially, while Gerry Forsythe started his own team with Teo Fabi - who had previously driven for Forsythe in 1983 - as the driver.

That didn't stop Team Green from continuing to be successful.

Villeneuve won the season opening Grand Prix of Miami, the Indianapolis 500, Road America yet again, and Cleveland to win the championship.

All of this was enough for Frank Williams to snatch Villeneuve out of Indycar and bring him over to Formula One.

Furthermore, Forsythe secured the Player's sponsorship for his own team for 1996, hiring Greg Moore to drive.

Meanwhile, Team Green had a pair of mediocre seasons in 1996 and 1997, with Raul Boesel and Parker Johnstone, respectively, however, by 1998, the team was ready to compete.

Barry's brother Kim joined in as co-manager of the team, KOOL cigarettes signed up as sponsor for 1997, and they switched to Honda engines that same year.

Then for 1998, they brought on Penske's Paul Tracy and Hogan's Dario Franchitti as drivers. Paul and Dario in those white, green, and gold KOOL cars would be defining drivers in those golden era of CART.

Dario struck first, winning Road America, Vancouver, and Houston in 1998, finishing third in the standings.

Come 1999, and Dario won Toronto, Detroit, and Surfers Paradise, whilst Paul Tracy won at Milwaukee and Houston. Dario finished second to Juan Pablo Montoya on countback, whilst Paul Tracy finished third.

This was Team Green's finest hour.

Paul Tracy won at Long Beach, Road America, and Vancouver in 2000 to finish fifth, but Dario struggled, and more than that, the two gained a reputation for crashing into each other. They crashed into each other at Houstin in 1998 (which Dario won), Gateway in 1999, Chicago in 2000...they were quite literally doing it once a year.

That wasn't the end of it either, since it happened again in Denver in 2002.

Anyway, also in 2001, Michael Andretti enters the story.

Now, Michael had worked with Barry Green at Kraco, but after that, Michael joined his father at Newman/Haas. From 1989 to 1992, Mario and Michael were teammates, and when Mario retired at the end of the 1994 season, it paved the way for Michael to return to Newman/Haas through the end of the 2000 season.

However, Michael wanted to race in the Indianapolis 500, and Newman/Haas was a CART diehard team. Thus, in 2001, Michael partnered with Motorola, Kevin Savoree, and Kim Green to create a satellite entry in the form of Team Motorola.

Michael won Toronto in 2001 and Long Beach in 2002 with Team Motorola, while also finishing 3rd and 7th, respectively, at Indianapolis in those years.

For 2002, Paul Tracy and Dario joined him, in 7Eleven sponsored cars - really a business-to-business (B2B) deal between KOOL and 7Eleven, effectively saying "come buy your cigarettes here!" - and Paul Tracy was pulling off a pass for the lead on Helio Castroneves as the caution came out.

Helio was deemed to have been ahead as Paul complained on the radio, saying that it was the IRL trying to cheat a CART driver out of the win, but the race finished under caution and Castroneves won his second consecutive Indy 500.

For 2003, Michael bought out Barry, with Kim Green and Kevin Savoree initially staying on as smaller partners.

Thus, Team KOOL Green became Andretti Green Racing, and they moved over to the IRL Indycar Series.

Dario Franchitti remained in the #27 car, picking up the Motorola sponsorship, while the 7Eleven sponsorship led to the other two cars becoming the #7 and the #11. The #7 would be driven by Michael Andretti through the end of the Indianapolis 500, while the #11 would be taken over by Tony Kanaan - Paul Tracy had refused to move over to the IRL, so he signed for Forsythe in CART instead.

Dan Wheldon, in a Jim Beam sponsored #26 car, would effectively replace the retiring Michael Andretti after the Indy 500.

In 2004, with the team adding on Bryan Herta in a fourth car - the XM Satellite Radio sponsored #7 - Andretti Green Racing would become the Indycar superteam. They had more cars than anybody else, their Honda engines were better than the Toyota and Chevrolet engines the competition were running, and the likes of Wheldon, Kanaan, and Franchitti would go on a tear.

Tony Kanaan would win the 2004 championship, Dan Wheldon finished second.

Dan Wheldon won the 2005 championship, Tony Kanaan finished second.

Also in 2005, the team achieved two massive milestones.

First, they swept the top four positions at the Honda Grand Prix of St. Petersburg. The race in Florida was the first IRL event on a road or street circuit rather than an oval, and Andretti dominated it.

Dan Wheldon first, Tony Kanaan second, Dario Franchitti third, and Bryan Herta fourth.

Second, they won their first Indianapolis 500, capping off a career year for Dan Wheldon.

With Wheldon going to Ganassi for 2006, while Chevy and Toyota pulled out - meaning Penske and Ganassi now had those same Honda engines that Andretti was so successful with - marked a bit of a stumble for the team.

Nevertheless, with Marco Andretti replacing Wheldon in the #26, Michael returned for the Indianapolis, the father-son duo finishing second and third, narrowly losing out to Penske's Sam Hornish.

Still, Tony Kanaan won at Milwaukee and Marco won at Sonoma.

2007 marked a return to form, with Dario Franchitti winning at Indianapolis, Iowa, Richmond, and Chicagoland to take his first championship. Five wins for Tony Kanaan ensured he finished third in the standings as well.

Also, Danica Patrick took over the #7 car, putting a woman in top machinery in Indycar for the first time. She'd finish seventh that year, behind Dario and Tony, but ahead of eleventh placed Marco.

In 2008, Tony would win at Richmond to finish third in the standings again, however, the biggest story around Andretti Green Racing that year was Danica Patrick winning at Motegi. Now, a lot of people diminish this win, saying that half the Indycar world was in Long Beach for the the final Champ Car race.

However, those people don't seem to say that for all the wins that Tony, Dario, and Dan Wheldon got for that team.

Furthermore, at this point, the IRL had won the war. Scott Dixon, Helio Castroneves, all the Andretti guys...sure it wasn't a peak field, but neither was Champ Car at this point. There is a reason that the two series had no choice but to merge.

In any case, the team was on a bit of a decline as well, with the team going winless in a 2009 season where Danica beat out TK by seven points to be Andretti's top driver that season, finishing fifth.

Ryan Hunter-Reay would join the team in 2010 - now rebranded from Andretti Green Racing to Andretti Autosport - and lead them back towards the front of the field, eventually winning the championship in 2012 and the Indianapolis 500 in 2014.

Meanwhile, James Hinchcliffe won at St. Pete, Sao Paulo, and Iowa in 2013 to give the team that one-two punch again.

2015 was another struggle, only winning a single win - Detroit Race 1 with Carlos Munoz - but the team bounced back in 2016, with Alexander Rossi winning the Indianapolis 500 in the Andretti/Herta #98.

Takuma Sato in the #26 would give the team back-to-back Indianapolis 500 victories with his win in 2017, the first ever for a Japanese driver.

Then in 2018, wins at Long Beach, Mid-Ohio, and Pocono, Alexander Rossi would finish second in the championship.

Wins at Long Beach and Road America in 2019 would give Rossi another title challenge, finishing third this time.

Rossi - and Andretti proper - would go winless in 2020, but the affiliated Harding-Steinbrenner car of Colton Herta won the second race at Mid-Ohio.

On top of wins at COTA and Laguna Seca in 2019 before Harding-Steinbrenner joined up with Andretti, this marked Colton's ascendancy at the team his dad once drove for. He would finish third in the standings in 2020.

He won St. Pete, Laguna Seca, and Long Beach in 2021 but regressed to fifth, whilst Rossi, Hunter-Reay, and the returning Hinchcliffe all went winless.

A win for Herta at the first IMS Road Course race and a win for Rossi at the second marked a somewhat better 2022, but with Penske and Ganassi continuing their dominance of the series, while Arrow McLaren emerged as best of the rest, it marked a serious decline for Andretti. Especially once Rossi left Andretti to join an expanding Arrow McLaren team.

To add insult to injury, Rossi in ninth was Andretti's best car in 2022.

This got even worse in 2023, when Rossi's replacement, Kyle Kirkwood won at Long Beach and Nashville, but he was eleventh, and Colton Herta was tenth.

This was bad.

The team was making a lot of noise about trying to get into Formula One, and it even rebranded to Andretti Global as part of those efforts, but how were they going to build their own car for Formula One when they weren't even doing well in a spec series like Indycar?

More bad news for 2024 as DHL left the #28 car - most recently driven by Romain Grosjean - to sponsor Alex Palou for 2024. Andretti Global went from four car super team in 2005 to mid table in 2024 - they needed to consolidate resources if they wanted to get back to the front.

So they did.

Colton Herta in the #26 and Kyle Kirkwood in the #27 remained, but the #28 was taken over by Marcus Ericsson, while the #29 of Devlin DeFrancesco went away entirely. The four-car team was down to a comparatively sleek three, and they hoped to consolidate resources.

Well, wins at Toronto and Nashville Superspeedway ensured Colton Herta finished second in the standings, while Kyle Kirkwood was seventh, and Marcus Ericsson was fifteenth.

The team bounced back somewhat, and things looked good in the offseason.

Sure, Andretti seemed no closer to joining Formula One than they had before, but they consolidated resources to improve in Indycar, while getting ready to move into their fancy new headquarters in Fishers, Indiana.

There was some grumblings that two teams held out on signing Indycar's charter agreement all the way up until the final moment, but it wasn't exactly clear who the holdouts were.

Then Michael Andretti announced he was stepping back at Andretti Global. That...was interesting. That could mean he was the hold out, or maybe not.

It could mean that Towriss seized control of the team, or maybe not.

It could be a ploy to win over the Formula One teams, or maybe not.

It's unclear what will happen to Andretti Global going forward, but this is the story of what has happened to Andretti thus far.

[terrortwinunicorn]

Senior Prom:Luis

Damian's POV

"My prom took place on Friday, June second two thousand. That day was certainly a whirlwind. The morning of my car broke down while heading to school so I never arrived for the half day. The kicker being the car literally went three houses down before dying on the spot. Luckily y/n sat with me while we waited for the tow truck to arrive."

"Bruno did allow you to borrow his mustang to go to prom. Since Angie and Ginger were going in a limo, her parents rented and didn't allow anyone else to use. Mr. and Mrs. Fitzpatrick were always snooty," said y/n.

"That bad?" asked Demi.

"They wouldn't let Luis stand up for Angelo without him covering all his tattoos and they wanted him to cut his hair too," said y/n.

"I have no problem with covering the tattoos because the tux did that anyway but cutting my hair was a no. Angelo to his credit put his foot down and said he is in the wedding. Ange and Ginger paired us together," I said indicating y/n and I "But we are getting sidetracked again Squish."

"You're right," she said "How about we start at the car."

"Well it was sweet," I chuckled "And funny."

"TELL US!" said Demi.

"Okay. Okay. Take it easy sis."

Friday, June 2, 2000

Morning of prom

I climbed into the car after y/n had handed me the bowtie Mrs. Ottomano had made me to match her dress.

"Have a fun day at school," she teased as she leans against the window as I sat in the driver's seat.

"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Be ready to spend the entire night on the dance floor," I smiled and she grins.

"You got it," she said standing "Drive carefully."

"Always do," I said as she stepped back, I put the car into reverse and pulled out of my driveway. I honk the horn and pulled off. I get passed the Ottomano residence and two houses more before my car rolls to a stop. The car didn't turn over "Fuck." I looked into the rearview mirror and see y/n walking to me.

"Everything okay?" she asked leaning down to the window.

"No. My car is dead. Can I use your phone to call Triple A? Pops is working from home today and I don't want to disturb him."

"Duh. Of course. Come on. I doubt Claude or Bruno will have a problem."

I called Triple A and they said they'd be there in a couple of hours.

"Guess I don't go to school. I better go tell Pops."

"Want me to come?" she said "Claude is still fixing the hem of the dress. Whiskers decided to eat the thread."

🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷

After letting Pops know so he could call me in absent y/n and I sat on the stoop of the Ottomano residence. She has her boom box out. The CD she burned was currently playing I Got You Babe by Sonny and Cher. She was singing along to Cher's part.

"Come on Luis. Be the Sonny to my Cher!" she said nudging me.

"I don't know the lyrics that well."

"Of course you do. Your Pops listened to it all the time when we were kids," she nudged me again "They say our love won't pay the rent, before it's earnt, our money's all been spent," she sang "Come on remember."

"I guess that's so, we don't have a pot, but at least I'm sure of all the things we got," I sang laughing "Babe,"

"I got you babe, I got you babe," we both sang.

"I got flowers in the spring, I got you to wear my ring," I sang.

"And when I'm sad, you're a clown, and if I get scared, you're always around," she sang smiling at me as she hugs my arm laying her head on my shoulder. I kissed the top of her head "And you said you didn't remember the lyrics," she giggles as the song continues.

"Okay so I remember listening to the records too," I said as I rested my chin on the top of her head. She hugged my arm.

"One of my favorite memories of us as kids," she said "Remember aside from Wheel of Fortune that's how you learned English."

"Yeah," I chuckled as she tilted her head up to look at me "So are you excited about tonight?"

"What do you think?" I smiled at her.

"Uh yes," she giggles as I kissed the tip of her nose.

"Ugh why are two so cute yet so oblivious?" said Demi groaning.

"Just wait," I said.

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She smiles as My Guy by Mary Wells began and y/n began singing along and to me.

"Nothing you can say can tear me away

From my guy

Nothing you could do, 'cause I'm stuck like glue

To my guy

I'm sticking to my guy like a stamp to a letter

Like birds of a feather we stick together

I'm tellin' you from the start

I can't be torn apart from my guy

Nothing you could do could make me be untrue

To my guy (my guy)

Nothing you could buy could make me tell a lie

To my guy (my guy)

I gave my guy my word of honor

To be faithful and I'm gonna

You'd best be believing

I won't be deceiving my guy

As a matter of opinion, I think he's tops

My opinion is he's the cream of the crop

As a matter of taste to be exact

He's my ideal as a matter of fact

No muscle bound man could take my hand

From my guy (my guy)

No handsome face could ever take the place

Of my guy (my guy)

He may not be a movie star

But when it comes to being happy, we are

There's not a man today who can take me away

From my guy

No muscle bound man could take my hand

From my guy (my guy)

No handsome face could ever take the place

Of my guy (my guy)

He may not be a movie star

But when it comes to being happy, we are

There's not a man today who can take me away

From my guy (what'cha say?)

There's not a man today who could take me away

From my guy (Tell me more!)

There's not a man today who could take me away

From my guy"

"And you still didn't think to say something?! Either one of you?!" asked Demi smacking her forehead.

Matt chuckled "Babe. Calm down. It happens. Were y/n and Luis lug nuts for not saying something? Sure but you know it happens."

"We are not lug nuts. We were scared," I said.

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I smiled at y/n a grin painting my face. I opened my mouth to say something but the tow truck came.

"I bet that's for you," said y/n unwrapping her arms from around my arm.

I stood up and walked down to the tow truck.

"You Luis Martinez?" he asked.

I nod "Yeah. My car is that white one," I pointed to the dead car.

"Alright," he said as I step back and he pulled towards my car. I walked to the tow truck and y/n joins me. The tow truck driver had the radio on and Can't Help Falling In Love by Elvis Presley filled the empty street with it's sweet melody. The tow truck diver looks at y/n "This your girlfriend?"

"No!" we both said quickly as we look at each other.

"She's my best friend," I said looking at my shoes as I shoved my hands into my pockets.

"Since we were ten," said y/n.

He looked between us and smirks "Gotta a boy your age sweetie if your interested," he said looking at y/n "Since he obviously can't see how gorgeous you are."

Y/N blinks at him and I saw red. I stepped in front of her "Just check my car," I said.

He rolled his eyes "Offer still stands sweetheart. My boy would," he said.

"I couldn't help but hear what you said to my cousin," said Salvatore "How about we take car of Luis's car, Jake," he glares at Jake "Y/N go back to the house, now." Y/N hurried off "Luis. Card. Then you go back to the house and lock the door."

I handed Salvatore my Triple A card quickly hurrying back to the Ottomano house.

"Please tell me Salvatore rearranged that Jake's face?" said Demi.

"Sally never said anything. But he was and is a cop in the Bronx. He could easily make sure Jake didn't work in the Bronx," said y/n.

"Good. Just him calling you sweetie and sweetheart made my skin crawl," said Demi.

"Mine too," said y/n "But Luis stepped up."

"Had Sal not arrived when he did. I might have actually thrown a punch," I said.

"Okay so anything happen once you got back to the house?" asked Matt.

"Nothing really. Salvatore arrived a few minutes later and Luis's car was being towed. Seems the ignition went caput," said y/n.

"Okay then skip to prom!" said Demi a gleam in her eye.

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I had gone to get ready for prom. Like the year before Pops and I walked over to the Ottomano house. My mom, step dad and brothers were there. My sister had work so she couldn't come.

Bianca opens the door and smiled "Luis. You might want to hold your jaw," she said as she stepped aside allowing Pops and I in.

I walked into the living room and my jaw fell. Y/N stood there looking breathtakingly beautiful.

"Wowzers," I said "You look so beautiful."

Y/N smiles softly "Thanks Luis," she said as I walked over to her. I took her hand and kissed the back of it.

Her eyes met mine and she leans over kissing my cheek.

"Umm what about the boutonniere and corsage?" asked Bianca.

"Oh yeah," I said as I held the corsage and y/n stood there holding the boutonniere.

"Why was Bianca at fifteen being the wing woman for both of you?!" asked Demi.

I chuckled "Bianca brought that up when her and her husband came down to help pack y/n's house. Honestly I think she was the only one who was willing to nudge us," I said.

"She was just relieved she didn't have to play wing woman anymore," laughed y/n.

"Can we get back to the story now?" asked Matt.

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I took out the corsage handing the clam container to my Pops. I slipped the corsage onto y/n's wrist before y/n took the boutonniere from it's clam shell handing the container to Bianca. She pins the flower to my lapel as she smiles at me.

"Luis," said Mr. Ottomano "You can borrow my mustang to take to prom," he hands me the keys "And just like with y/n damage it and I damage you."

"Gee thanks Bruno," said y/n rolling her eyes "Luis is a careful driver and has he damaged me yet?"

"Okay fair. But still be careful with the both of them. Have fun," he said as I closed my hand around the keys and offered my arm to y/n.

She laced her arm with mine. She smiled as we head to the front door. The adults and Bianca following us.

They stood on the porch as we walked to Mr. Ottomano's vintage cherry red 1965 mustang. He had made a few modifications by adding a newer radio into it. I opened the passenger door for y/n who got in. I shut the door before rounding the back and climbed into the driver's side. Getting in. I buckle before starting the car. Y/N pops a CD in and out of the speakers was Overload by Zappacosta from the Dirty Dancing soundtrack. I smirk as I glanced over to y/n and she winks at me.

"Let's go Luis," she said.

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We arrived at the county club we had the junior prom at Brookhaven. I parked the car. Shutting it off I got out rounding the front of the car. I opened the passenger door and offer my hand to y/n. She took it and we walked hand and hand to the front door. We met up with Charlie and Meg and Angelo and Ginger at the front door.

"Oh so she's back," said Kelvin.

"Ugh he's back?!" groans Demi.

Matt chuckles "How do you think they felt?"

"Yeah he isn't my favorite person," I said "My twentieth high school reunion was thankfully canceled. Or I would have probably punched him."

"Well now we can go to your twenty fifth and I will be on your arm," said y/n.

"I do like that," I said with a smile.

Y/N winks "And now I will be your girlfriend. So Kelvin can officially stuff it."

"Wait?!" said Demi.

"What?" I asked.

"What was the theme of your prom?" she said.

"Romance Is In The Air," said y/n.

"Ugh!!!" groans Demi "You two really are lunk heads! But continue."

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We walked into Brookhaven hand in hand ignoring Kelvin but he followed.

"You must be a gluten for punishment or he is paying you a lot," said Kelvin.

Y/N stopped dead in her tracks. She spun on her heel and stepped up to Kelvin "Para su información, Kelvin. Luis es el doble del hombre que jamás serás. Es dulce, amable, divertido, cariñoso, tiene un increíble corazón de oro. Tendrías suerte de tener una onza del amor que le doy a Luis. ¡Así que vete a la mierda, simio!" she said to him in perfect Spanish. She turned grabbing my hand and we walked away from Kelvin who was to stunned to speak. (For your information, Kelvin. Luis is twice the man you will ever be. He's sweet, kind, funny, caring, has an incredible heart of gold. You'd be lucky to have an ounce of the love I give Luis. So fuck off, ape!)

Demi began laughing "Please tell me that actually happened!" she said "If it's like the Penny and Johnny thing I am slapping you!"

"It happened. I snapped," said y/n "I don't even know why I screamed at him in Spanish. It just poured out."

"You were protecting the man you loved!" said Demi.

"Tend to concur with Demi on this one," said Matt.

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We walked away. Angelo, Ginger, Charlie and Meg close at our heels.

"Cuz. I didn't know you could speak fluent Spanish!" said Angelo.

"I-I-I didn't either," she said "I guess all those Spanish lessons you gave me when we were kids paid off Luis," she said looking at me.

"I guess so," I said with a smile "But thank you for what you said."

"I meant every word," she said.

"Even the love?" asked Charlie.

"Of course he is my best friend. I love the stuffing out of him," she said with a smile.

Charlie smirks as he raised an eyebrow looking at me before looking at y/n "I'm glad," he said.

"Come on let's hand in our tickets and get our pictures taken," I said.

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The prom was in full swing a while later. Y/N and I were on the dance floor. Kiss Away From Heaven by Jennifer Love Hewitt was playing and we were grooving on the dance floor. Y/N had kicked off her heels so there was a considerable height difference even back then.

"I'm having fun," she said loudly to be heard over the music.

"Me too. Can't wait to do this all over again next week at your prom," I said.

"Me too," said y/n as Put Your Head On My Shoulder by Paul Anka began. I took y/n into my arms. She stood on tip toe, placing a kiss on my cheek as we began swaying to the song.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"Just because," she shrugged looking up at me. Her beautiful green eyes meeting mine. I felt my hands began to sweat as she smiled at me as the song faded into From This Moment On by Shania Twain and Bryan White began. Her eyes never left mine as we danced to the song I knew she loves. She began singing along making my smile "I give my hand to you with all my heart. I can't wait to live my life with you, I can't wait to start. You and I will never be apart. My dreams came true because of you," she sang looking at me as she rubs the back of my neck.

"Oh come on!!!! You two dummies didn't realize that she was in love with you and he was in love with you?! Why?!!!!!!" cried Demi "Why are you torturing me?!"

Matt laughed "I'm afraid to hear about y/n's senior prom now," he said.

"Oh no they're telling us that!" said Demi.

I chuckled "Do you want me to finish this?" I asked.

"Duh of course," said Demi.

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I was about to lean in and kiss her but the mood shifts as California Love by 2Pac, Roger and Dr. Dre began and y/n broke the hold and she began dancing faster.

"Luis. Come on. Wake up," she said. I shook my head and quickly began dancing along with her.

Charlie danced next to me. He grabbed my arm "I saw that," he said into my ear "You were about to kiss y/n."

"Shh. No you didn't. You saw nothing."

Charlie chuckled "Okay. Sure," he said as he danced with Meg.

The rest of the night went by without much incident.

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"Why didn't you just kiss me?" asked y/n.

"I panicked and lost my nerve. You don't know how many times I kicked myself for not just," I lean in kissing y/n on the lips. I held her face with my one hand as I pressed the other to her back holding her close.

"Hey!" said Demi and we broke apart. We looked at her "Now let's hear about y/n' s senior prom. By the way what was the theme."

"Love is in the Air. Yeah I think a lot of proms in the year 2000 were similarly named," laughs y/n.

I chuckled and nod "Well y/n's prom..."

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[justforbooks]

Geneviève Page

Beguiling French actor who appeared in films such as Belle de Jour and El Cid, but whose true love was the stage

Screen and stage were not equal suitors for the affections of the French actor Geneviève Page, who once described working in cinema as a case of coitus interruptus. “You start a scene, you rehearse it, you’re ready. Then they do the sound and lighting. There comes a moment when you’ve got to charge in. And then: ‘Cut!’ It annoyed me each time,” Page told France Culture in 2009. “Whereas when you arrive in your theatre dressing room in the evening, you know it’ll start soon and you’ll see it through right to the end.”

Page, who has died aged 97, built a heavyweight theatre portfolio over more than five decades; she played roles such as Hermione in Euripides’s Andromache, Ibsen’s Hedda Gabler and the Fassbinder heroine Petra von Kant. But her film career had a stuttering rhythm, with the French industry never truly finding a place for her. Her melodramatic ardour and throaty timbre were not a natural fit in demure starlet roles; with her long neck and upwardly canted nose, her beauty had a certain haughtiness.

Starting with the 1956 film noir Foreign Intrigue, opposite Robert Mitchum, Page instead found better deployment abroad in a series of beguiling impact roles: most notably as a princess offering a safe haven in the 1961 epic El Cid; the high-class brothel madam who gives Catherine Deneuve her soubriquet, Belle de Jour, in Luis Buñuel’s 1967 masterpiece; and a German Mata Hari in Billy Wilder’s revisionist detective story The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes (1970).

But she showed her true allegiance in the week in the late 1950s when she both signed a lucrative three-picture deal in Hollywood and joined France’s prestigious Théâtre National Populaire (TNP), then under the stewardship of Jean Vilar, creator of the Avignon theatre festival. For Page, the latter was the big coup. “I was proud as a peacock. I was under the impression I’d won the biggest medal possible,” Page told France Culture. “Not in terms of being an actress, but in terms of being a person. It was their ethic and way of doing things: committing to the deepest level.”

She was born in Paris, the second child of Jacques Bonjean, an art collector and gallerist, and his wife, Germaine (nee Lipman), a member of the family of Jewish watchmakers who founded the Lip brand. Geneviève and her older brother, Michel, grew up in this bourgeois-aesthete milieu with a young Christian Dior – with whom her father had founded his gallery – as her godfather.

She was a bookworm whose imaginative tendencies brought her closer to her father, who was also a poet. “I was constantly grabbing people to say: ‘Look! Look at what I’ve just read!’” she recalled. “And after a while, they’d say: ‘Very nice, Geneviève. Now go back to your room.’ Except for my father. So, from the moment he started taking an interest in me, that made life smoother.”

After making her film debut in the 1950 Franco-German portmanteau film Ce Siècle à Cinquante Ans, Page’s first role of note was as the Marquise de Pompadour in the 1952 swashbuckler Fanfan la Tulipe. Simultaneously, she took theatre lessons with the method-influenced Russian actor Tania Balachova and then at the Conservatoire National Supérieur d’Art Dramatique in Paris. This led to initial roles with the Comédie-Française, before – thanks to an introduction from her Fanfan co-star Gérard Philipe – she joined the TNP.

Her father vetoed her going to Rome to film I Vitelloni for Federico Fellini, who could offer no script to reassure them about what she would perform. But Page made disconcerting choices of her own, picking out the role of a casino dancer paid to escort a bus driver who deems himself too ugly to be loved in The Strange Desire of Mr Bard (1954).

In 1959 she married the businessman and future Club Med managing director Jean-Claude Bujard; they subsequently had two children, Thomas and Adélaïde.

Casting around intrepidly for roles in the 60s, she also shot with the directors George Cukor (on the 1960 Liszt biopic Song Without End), John Frankenheimer (the Formula One drama Grand Prix, 1966) and Terence Young (the 1968 period tragedy Mayerling).

Page auditioned for the surrealist Buñuel shortly after an accident in her Jaguar E-type; he was captivated by her bruised features and cast her as the stringent Madame Anaïs in Belle de Jour. Page was called upon to briefly kiss Deneuve on the lips, and the director asked her to do it without warning. “I told him that if she slapped me, I’d give her one back,” Page later told Le Point. Bertrand Blier’s Buffet Froid, in 1979, also exploited this sexually forbidding aura with her role as a nymphomaniac widow.

All the while, Page continued her love affair with the stage. Playing Petra Kant for the Théâtre National de Chaillot earned her the French critics’ union award for best actress in 1980; in 1997, she won the Prix Plaisir for her role as a monstrous grand dame of the theatre in Jean Anouilh’s Colombe. Her final stage appearance was in 2011, playing the Roman empress Agrippina in Racine’s 1669 play Britannicus. “A bit wild, a bit daring, a bit nasty when needed,” was how Page summed up the majority of her stage roles. “My dream since I was 25 or 30 was to play a wife, not particularly distinguished, in front of a sink with her children. Something more quotidian. But no one ever offered me that.”

Her husband died in 2011. She is survived by Thomas and Adélaïde, and five grandchildren Adélie, Zoé, Balthazar, Géo and Nestor.

🔔 Geneviève Page, actor, born 13 December 1927; died 14 February 2025

[justdippers]

Just discovered! Claude is a truck driver in New England who enjoys many forms of tobacco: dip, snuff, cigars, pipes

JustDippers original find! New dippers every day

[ghostsleepyz]

Some random ass Black Christmas Headcanons because my brain is forcing me to and it’s better than existential doomerism :)

The story takes place in Canada, near everyone is Canadian. This is a fact, fight me.

The only two characters who aren’t originally born Canadian are Lt. Fuller (born American) and Jess (born Argentinian-British).

Barb was actually the first friend Jess made moving to Canada.

Phyl was her second friend she made moving to Canada.

Getting the gay shit out of the way, Phyl and Barb are both lesbians (although Barb has a little bit of internalized misogyny and just overall internalized a lot of shit), Jess is pansexual, and Clare has peak bisexual girl energy. I honestly have no clue about Billy, although I do fw the idea that he does like men ig.

Let’s be real, it’s the 70s, they’re college students, they have all dabbled 🍃 (some more than others).

Barb has been hiding a cat allergy for years living in the sorority. She never told anyone just because she didn’t want Claude to be kicked out.

Jess + Barb + Phyl polycule truther.

Jess’ passion and major is music, which is unfortunately how she met Peter.

All of them can ice skate, except Jess. Barb is really good at figure skating, Phyl was briefly apart of a hockey team, Clare learned casually how to skate at a young age, but you CANNOT put Jess on the ice unattended.

Billy can also skate and actively tries to knock people over on the ice.

Phyl’s a theater kid, no I will not expand on this.

Clare is 100% an art student, have you seen her room setup.

Barb is not really passionate about a lot of things but she does love to write. However she also has an interest in music.

Clare is the designated driver. Barb has been the designated driver once, never again.

Jess is fluent in multiple languages, her native languages are English and Spanish, but she also taught herself French and Italian.

Barb is near completely fluent in French, although she mostly just likes to use it to talk shit about people without them knowing.

Barb is bipolar, not because I want to mirror facts about the actual actors onto the characters but because I simply do genuinely think it fits her character. She has the highest highs and the lowest lows.

Jess is a zodiac girlie.

Billy hates being touched, don’t touch him, he bites.

[adafruit]

We're vibin' with Claude 3.7 and writing uBlox drivers 😎🤖🛰️

Heeeey, we're just having a super chill vibe here at the desk of Ladyada—writing a driver for the uBlox M8Q

https://blog.adafruit.com/2024/09/10/a-mini-gps-from-ublox-with-i2c-and-uart

, which has both I2C and UART interfaces. As expected, it can do everyday NMEA output, but it can also do UBX, a "compressed" protocol for advanced data reads and writes over I2C/UART—or even SPI on some other chips.

However, the UBX protocol is a hugely complex driver to implement, with dozens of commands and hundreds of flags. But why stress when you can viiiibe? We're using this beast of a spec as an excuse to try out the new Claude 3.7, which is doing great at chomping through the UBX documentation roughage and giving us some nice code on the other side. Within an hour, we're able to connect and switch to UBX mode by sending a well-formed message and receiving an ACK.

What we like about coding with a good LLM is that it does the work we sometimes get lazy over, like handling various error conditions, timeouts, and verbose error messages.

[moonyskarma]

radio messages in my formula one dr p3

number one . . . guys i swear im not tryna be patronizing by calling him "poor boy", he's just my favorite little rookie and racing can be really fucking dangerous, especially since it was like his first ever race in an f1 car

number two . . . claude thinks im a reckless driver. he might be right? idk. but im like tweaking the whole race tryna watch kimi and make sure hes ok so i guess i wasnt racing as "aggressively" as usual

number three . . . he spun out and i have never hit that radio button so fast. i thought it was charles for a second but then remembered charles was pitting so it couldn't have been him ugh these fucking rookies they worry me so much

number one . . . hes so cute i cant. hes just a little guy and hes so... grateful it's just ughhh like my heart hurts every interaction with him is so freaking heartwarming i swear (im adopting him as my baby brother effective immediately)

number two . . . this was in one of the practices and he was in my car for a bit !! one of his first times in an f1 car !!

number three . . . he was driving my car and crashed and man i couldn't give less of a fuck about that car but oh my god im so glad he's okay

cute leclerc moments because hes my boyfriend and i love him

number one . . . ugh. just.. yes. he's worried?? about me?? oh my god. somebody probably told me about this after the race and i sprinted to go give him a kiss. "make it your call" YOU HEARD THE MAN! (i got my wet tyres dw all was well) ALSO "stop the race" like oh my god hes really willing to do anything how did i get so fucking lucky

number two . . . translation – "my heart. he is beautiful" like oh my god CHAT. he is so freaking UGHHH like fym you're distracted by ME you can't even see me ?? im in my car with my helmet on ?? AND HE STILL THINKS IM PRETTY ???? laaaaawd im gonna marry this man

number three . . . sassy leclerc has made an appearance!! bryan is staying in his lane thank you charles for that. he's so cute i canttt i love my boyfriend so much

number one . . . translation – "thank you uncle". i think of him as family so yeah !! in da clerb we all love claude he's like equally as sarcastic so idfk what he was expecting

number two . . . he is so tired of my bullshit. yes i called him a cunt at the end ?? obviously ?? no seriously i promise im not holding him at gunpoint to be my race engineer and he actually likes me i feel like all these radio messages are just me being a dick to him 😭

number three . . . another one of these because racing lando is the best fucking thing cuz we really do match each others driving freak, like battling him is awesome cuz we're pretty evenly matched in terms of skill and cars (also hes my best friend duh)

have i ever mentioned that i fucking love char's accent oh my god the way he says mercedes as mercehdez is so fucking cute (guys im a little in love no scratch that im a lot in love)

[christiangeistdorfer]

MARIE-CLAUDE BEAUMONT, former racing driver from France born on the 17th of September 1941

She has won the women's Tour de France Automobile rally four times & became the first woman since 1951 to compete in the 24 Hours of Le Mans in 1971. She hung up the helmet in 1977 to become Renault's Sports Press Officer before leaving to pursue her passion for photography in 1984.