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La Asociación Civil sin fines de lucro “Rapsodia Coro de Cámara”, de Maturín, estado Monagas, Venezuela 🇻🇪, les desea un Feliz y Musical Año 2023, Dios los siga colmando de bendiciones y la Virgen Del Valle los cubra con su manto. Amén 🙏🏻 @gobiernodemonagas @ernestolunapsuv @anafuentespsuv @botinir @icummonagas @nicolasmaduro @dcabellor @yelitzepsuv_ @minculturave @worldchoirevents @interkulturevents @venezuelasinfonica #venezuela #venezuela🇻🇪 #maturin #maturín #monagas #cantocoral #choralmusic #choir #choirconductors #musicacoral #músicacoral #coro #coros #musica #música #music #rapsodiacorodecámara #cororapsodia #corosdevenezuela @marialidec @lide_carmona @guillermobrazon (en Maturín) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cm64PYKOECX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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On Tap This Midweek (5/2-4)
There are some promising catch-up games from the Premier League this week, semifinals in the German Pokal Cup and the CONCACAF Champions League, and a group stage round of the Copa Libertadores. Italy and Spain also fit in a round of games, but nothing too exciting there. Here’s my recommendations on what to watch: Tuesday, May 2nd DFB Pokal Semifinal: SC Frieburg – RB Leipzig (ESPNU, ESPN+…
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#Almeria#Argentinos Juniors#Athletico Paranaense#Boca Juniors#Brighton and Hove Albion#Club Libertad#Colo Colo#Copa Libertadores#Deportivo Pereira#Elche#Fiorentina#Flamengo#Frieburg#Fulham#Girona#LAFC#Leon#Liverpool Montevideo#Mallorca#Monagas#Nacional#Osasuna#Philadelphia Union#Racing Club#Real Sociedad#Salernitana#SC Internacional#Tigres UANL
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#RG @elperiodicodemonagas #25Mar| Las labores de patrullaje inteligente que realizan los funcionarios de la Policía Municipal de #Maturín (Polimaturin), se ve reflejado en los procedimientos que realiza a diario, muestra de ello, es la retención de 18 personas de nacionalidad Pakistaníes, quienes fueron encontrados en una zona boscosa del sector Altamira del Rincón de #Monagas. La información fue suministrada por el comisario general de Polimaturín, coronel (FANB) Antonio Pérez Luis, quien manifestó, que los oficiales atendiendo el llamado de la #comunidad, dieron con custodia preventiva, puesto que, estos ciudadanos se encontraban deambulando de manera sospechosa por el mencionado sector, lo que encendió las alarmas de los habitantes, quienes dieron parte a las autoridades. No dejes de seguirnos en nuestras redes sociales y entérate de las noticias del momento 🗞 Haz click en nuestra Bio y mantente informado 👆 https://www.instagram.com/p/CqOWlUfvaez/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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La Asociación Civil sin fines de lucro “Rapsodia Coro de Cámara”, de Maturín, estado Monagas, Venezuela 🇻🇪, les desea un Feliz y Musical Año 2023, Dios los siga colmando de bendiciones y la Virgen Del Valle los cubra con su manto. Amén 🙏🏻 @gobiernodemonagas @ernestolunapsuv @anafuentespsuv @botinir @icummonagas @nicolasmaduro @dcabellor @yelitzepsuv_ @minculturave @worldchoirevents @interkulturevents @venezuelasinfonica #venezuela #venezuela🇻🇪 #maturin #maturín #monagas #cantocoral #choralmusic #choir #choirconductors #musicacoral #músicacoral #coro #coros #musica #música #music #rapsodiacorodecámara #cororapsodia #corosdevenezuela @marialidec @lide_carmona @guillermobrazon (en Maturín) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cm68AmeupfY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Orinoco Delta, Venezuela: The Orinoco Delta is a vast river delta of the Orinoco River, located in eastern Venezuela. The Orinoco Delta is one of the eight natural regions of Venezuela. It covers the whole of Delta Amacuro State and a few square kilometers of Monagas State and Sucre State, comprising all the mouths of the Orinoco. Wikipedia
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I think my controversial take is that Lolo was probably born around Guàrico and Anzoàtegui
#When he was born there wasnt really states or borders so lol#I might do an in depth analysis#Take what I say with a grain of salt cause like. Doing research on pre-colonization and past colonization Venezuela is a nightmare#So#As I might or might've not said before lolo is part indigenous kariña#(Hence why naiguatá is his uncle)#The kariña are a carib indigenous group amongst the most important in pre colonization Venezuela#especially in the cuenca del orinoco#Nowadays their territories in Venezuela#are mainly in Anzoàtegui Bolivar Sucre and Monagas#Tho culturally they seem to have impacted a lot of Venezuela and Guàrico#There is a lot of history to talk about#Just know the kariña were at war with the Spanish for around 2 decades#Ofc Venezuela had many indigenous groups this is only my interpretation of how I'd go about ?? Ig my version??#Now#Guàrico is called the heart of Venezuela#Cause it's in the middle#And Anzoàtegui is known for being “the grave of its tyrants”#Something a long those lines it's late my brain is fizzy#Because in Anzoàtegui there was a very important fight for our indepence#So important that had it not been for it we might not be independent#So in a way that is where our hopes were born or yk at least it survived lol#I think it'd be cool if he was born there..#And then ofc he moved or was made to move closed to Caracas#I'm still doing research so this is fully a wip#But yeah !! Just some thoughts#meitoswords#Historical hetalia#Hetalia#hetalia venezuela
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NOTICIAS DE HOY 03 DE JULIO 2023 -TITULARES-
Sector Marítimo, Portuario y Logístico Nacional e Internacional. #INTERNACIONALES Cuba recibe Convención sobre Medio Ambiente y Desarrollo de los G77. Más en: Telesur Las compañías de petróleo y gas han intensificado la búsqueda de nuevos yacimientos en una apuesta a largo plazo por la demanda. Más en: gcaptain la reunión MEPC 80 de la Organización Marítima Internacional comenzó el lunes…
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Grid Dads
Summary: The Grid Dads, their Grid Kids, and their first F1 win
Sequel to Grid Kids
A/N: So originally the plan was for this fic to be told in the perspectives of the Grid Dads, but then I mainly focused on the section of Logan winning his first race and this just ended up turning into the Grid Kids winning their first F1 races and their Grid Dads being there to support them. Tried to keep the reader gender neutral for this one, though I apologize if a “she” or “her” slipped in. Logan’s is the longest because it’s the first one I wrote and I wanted to avoid repetition so Oscar’s and (Y/N)’s sections are a bit shorter. If you want to read just (Y/N)'s section, it's the last one.
Oscar
Triple header race weekends were never easy. The constant back to back of race weekends where there never seemed to be a time to breathe always hit heavy on the drivers.
And yet in the middle of it, Oscar was driving like it was the best race weekend of his life. Topping all three Free Practice Sessions, Oscar felt like Austria was going to be the best race this season.
And then he gets pole in qualifying for the first time.
Now, getting pole should be another good thing to add to Oscar’s already phenomenal weekend. But as the race drew closer and closer, Oscar felt like expectations were getting higher and higher. Everyone is expecting him to win, and while that is always Oscar’s goal during races, the high expectations were not helping his nerves.
“Are you nervous?” Mark asked him as Oscar was getting ready in his driver’s room.
“Yea…I’m starting on pole for the first time, why wouldn’t I be nervous?” Oscar said as he tied his shoes.
“I didn’t say you had to be. It’s ok to be nervous.” Mark said. “You’ve got a real shot at winning this race.”
“Unless someone passes me. Which is inevitable.” Oscar said. Mark stood up and placed his hand on Oscar’s shoulder, getting the younger driver to look at him.
“Then don’t let them pass you.” Mark said. Oscar scoffed.
“Is that the only advice you have for me?”
“It’s the only advice you need.” Mark said, patting Oscar’s shoulder before leaving the driver’s room. Oscar watched him go with confusion. He did expect Mark to give him a bit more advice, but then again Mark was always confident in Oscar’s abilities when he was on track.
Rolling into the P1 spot after the formation lap, Oscar took a breath and glanced to his right to see the scarlet Ferrari of Charles in P2. While McLaren have been able to keep pace with Ferrari throughout the season, it was unsure of who could be quickest on the start. Oscar didn’t need to be told that it had to be him, Oscar knew that. He also knew that if Charles passed him at the beginning, he had the potential of overtaking him later in the race as long as he kept pace.
“Don’t let them pass you.”
Oscar wasn’t going to let Charles get the upper hand.
Lights out and Oscar’s foot was on the pedal at lighting speed. He was able to pull ahead of Charles, but the Monagas driver stayed close to Oscar all the way into the first turn. Charles almost pulled ahead of him in turn 4 and 5, but Oscar was able to defend against him and when the first lap was finally over, Oscar managed to build a one second gap between him and Charles.
Oscar stayed in first for about 20 laps but his tires were starting to wear down and Oscar knew that if he pitted now with only a 6 second gap between him and Charles, he would lose the lead. Oscar would either need to build up a big enough gap on his wearing tires for him to be able to pitstop without losing P1…or a red flag needed to happen so his tires could get changed with no consequence of a time loss. But a red flag seemed almost impossible. Oscar started discussing with his engineer the possibilities of even a yellow flag happening so the time loss wouldn’t be significant, when his engineer’s voice came over the radio with exactly what Oscar needed to hear.
“Red Flag! Red Flag!” His engineer said. “Come to the pits. There is a car turned over in the middle of the track.”
“Are they ok?” Oscar asked. While the red flag was exactly what Oscar needed to keep his P1, it wasn’t something Oscar was wishing or hoping for, as red flagged crashes are serious matters. All Oscar was grateful for was that he was able to pit and change tires without losing his position, and he hoped that whoever was involved with the crash was ok.
But the race was going to have to be restarted. Which means it would give others the chance to pass Oscar going into the restart.
“You’re driving great out there.” Mark told him while everyone was waiting for the track to be cleared.
“Yea, but now I have to do it all over again.” Oscar said.
“You know what to do.” Mark said, patting Oscar’s shoulder.
‘Don’t let them pass.’
Oscar could do that.
A sense of deja vu hit Oscar as he watched Charles pull into the P2 spot next to him. The Ferrari driver somehow was able to maintain his position like Oscar had, and Oscar was going to have to do everything to make sure Charles stayed in P2.
The lights went on again
And then they were off. And so was Oscar and Charles.
Charles managed to get a bit of a jump on Oscar at the restart, with the two going side by side into turn one. But Charles ended up breaking late and Oscar was able to pull ahead, still in the lead.
Still in P1.
‘Don’t let them pass.’
And that’s what Oscar did. Everytime Charles tried to overtake, Oscar defended like his life depended on it while maintaining his speed. How he was able to stay calm and keep the Ferrari at bay, Oscar may not fully know. But Oscar was eventually able to see the checkered flag waving. And as he blocked Charles from overtaking him as they made it to the last corner, Oscar’s foot didn’t leave the pedal till he crossed that finish line.
“FROM POLE TO P1! OSCAR PIASTRI HAS WON THE AUSTRIAN GRAND PRIX!”
“You, Oscar Piastri, are a race winner! Congratulations!” Oscar’s race engineer said to him over the radio.
“Woooooo! What a race. That was a tough one, keeping pole the whole race. Wow.” Oscar said as he did his cool down lap and waved to the crowds as he passed by.
He pulled into the P1 spot and took his time undoing his steering wheel before he stood up and climbed on to the nose of his car. The McLaren crew at the barriers cheered as Oscar raised his fist in the air. Oscar jumped down from the car and was met with the sight of Charles who raised his hand up for a high five.
“Another Leclerc 1-2! You fought me hard for that win.” Charles said, bringing Oscar in for a brief hug.
“I was so worried about messing up. I couldn’t let you get by.” Oscar said. Charles laughed.
Oscar then turned his attention to the McLaren team at the barriers. Oscar ran over and jumped into their arms, receiving various pats and high fives. As Oscar pulled away, he saw Mark there, standing at the barriers with the McLaren team. Oscar went over and Mark pulled him in for a hug.
“What did I tell you?” Mark said as he hugged Oscar.
“Don’t let them pass.”
“And what did you do?”
“I didn’t let them pass.” Oscar said as he smiled.
“It was good advice if I do say so myself.” Mark said. Oscar rolled his eyes.
“I’ll make sure to come to you for more advice the next time I’m on pole.”
Logan
“Welcome back to Sky Sports. I’m Jenson Button, joined by one of my co-hosts Bernie Collins, and a welcome surprise: Nico Rosberg, who I usually don’t get to do this with.”
“Yes, it's very rare that Jenson and I get to host together.” Nico said. “But since I’m commentating the race this Sunday, I thought I’d fill in for one of your other co-hosts and spice things up.”
“I’m sure things will get spiced up this weekend as it is the United States Grand Prix!” Bernie said.
“Now there’s been an interesting development in the standings from the last couple races.” Nico said.
“Yea. There’s still a championship fight between Redbull, Ferrari, and McLaren. But the bottom field has had a sudden shift with Williams seeming to be closer points wise to Aston Martin and RB than they are to Alpine and KickSauber.” Bernie said.
“It will be interesting to see what the teams…” Jenson’s sentence trailed off as his attention was drawn to what was going on behind him. 10 feet away and in view of the cameras, the young F1 drivers, Logan and (Y/N) were making funny faces or giving Jenson bunny ears. Jenson chuckled.
“Well it seems we’ve got a couple of trouble makers standing behind us. Sargent and (L/N) are photo bombing us.” Jenson said. Logan and (Y/N) burst out laughing at the act of them being caught. Jenson smiled, seeing the two young drivers finding amusement. He waved them over and their expressions morphed into partial guilt.
“Since the two of you are so keen to be on camera, do you two have any thoughts about the upcoming race? It’s a home race for you, Logan. Are you feeling confident?” Jenson asked, leaning his microphone towards Logan.
“Yea I’m feeling confident. I got my first point in Formula One here last year, though it was due to the disqualification of other drivers. I’m hoping that I can earn points properly this time and doing so at a home race would make it even better.” Logan said.
“I think he actually has a chance of getting a podium this weekend but he doesn’t believe me.” (Y/N) said. Nico scoffed
“You discount yourself too early, Logan.” Nico said. “Before we went on air, Jenson informed me of all the progress you’ve made throughout the season.”
“Really?” Logan asked, looking at Jenson with a bit of disbelief.
“I told him nothing but the truth.” Jenson said. “You’ve been making steady progress throughout the season, You scored your first points this season in Silverstone, and have been matching Alex’s pace with both of you scoring points for Williams in the last couple races. You’ve really been growing as a driver.”
Logan smiled. Sure, the Williams team has told him stuff like this, but it coming from Jenson felt sincere and genuine.
“Well, I’m glad to hear that you guys have confidence in me. I’m gonna try my best this weekend. Maybe keep my elbows out, sorry (Y/N).” Logan said. (Y/N) rolled her eyes.
“Keep your elbows away from me, I’m gonna have to fight you for that podium.” (Y/N) said.
“Well we look forward to hopefully seeing that podium fight.” Bernie said. “We won’t keep you any longer. I’m sure your teams are waiting for you.”
“Sorry for interrupting your very important business of photo bombing us.” Jenson said.
“It was Logan’s idea.” (Y/N) said before she and Logan waved goodbye to Jenson, Nico, and Bernie before heading off.
“I’d like to see Logan on a podium. I think he could do it.” Jenson said.
“We’ve seen that when given the right car, he can really bring the points home. Everytime he gets an upgrade, his pace improves and luckily for him, Williams has brought the upgrades for this weekend.” Nico said.
“Well, we’ll just have to wait and see when the cars get going on the track.” Bernie said.
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Logan took a deep breath as he slotted his car into the P9 spot and waited for the lights to go out. To say he was nervous was an understatement. This had been his best weekend overall this season with Logan being in the top ten for all three practice sessions and making it to Q3. But Logan’s done this dance before and he expects the other shoe to drop at any moment to ruin his so far amazing weekend.
“Radio check, Logan.” The voice of Gaten, his race engineer, resonates through his ear and brings him back into focus.
“Do you think Nico or Jenson are going to conduct the post race interviews?” Logan asked.
“Let’s get you on the podium to find out. I believe you can make it Logan.” Gaten told him. Logan didn’t smile but he felt his nerves lessen a bit knowing at least someone believed in him.
*Blink* *Blink* *Blink* *Blink* *Blink*
Logan breathed.
“IT’S LIGHTS OUT AND AWAY WE GO!”
He wasn’t quick enough on the pedal and fell down to 11th in the first corner. Logan went into defensive mode to try and keep that position but on lap 12, his team gave him a crucial call.
“Box Box.”
“Sargent is the first to pit. Is there an issue with the car or is this Williams trying to strategize with their tires?” Crofty said from the commentary box.
“Pitting now puts Logan at the back of the grid. Seems Williams may be favoring Albon in this race.”
“Actually, if Logan is putting on the hard tires then Williams must think that he can go to the end because pitting now would give Sargent a massive advantage for when the other teams pit.” Nico said.
“Well, we’ll just have to wait and see if this gamble will work in the American’s favor.”
The pitstop did put Logan into last place. There was no time to doubt or think about how many overtakes he needed to make to get back into point scoring position as Logan focused on going forward and keeping the car on track.
He managed two overtakes before a collision happened.
“MAGNUSSEN AND ALBON MAKE CONTACT! BOTH OF THEM SPIN OUT AND INTO THE BARRIERS! ”
“His tyres locked up and he just couldn’t keep it together. That’s gonna be a safety car for sure.”
“Here we can see William’s strategy of pitting Sargent first and putting him on the hard was a good move. We can see that most of the other drivers are heading into the pit under the safety car, and this shoots Logan up from P18 to P10.” Nico commentated
“Safety Car. Magnussen and Alex made contact. Alex is out of the race. You are currently P10 with other drivers making pit stops now.” Gaten said over the radio.
“Is Alex ok?” Logan asked as he slowed his speed for the safety car.
“Alex is ok. We need to focus on the race. You are in the points now with some of the drivers in front having yet to pit and are on old tires.” Gaten told him.
The drivers who had yet to pit, did move into the pitlane, moving Logan up to P6. After a couple more laps, the safety car was called in and the flags switched from yellow to green.
“Let’s do some overtaking.”
Logan didn’t need to be told twice as he started gaining on the car in front of him.
“Stroll .05 seconds in front. You have DRS. Go push.” Gaten told him.
“As we follow the Williams of Logan Sargent into Sector 2, he’s gaining on Lance Stroll. He goes for the outside AND OVERTAKES HIM AS SARGENT MOVES UP INTO P5!” Crofty exclaimed.
“That was a clean overtake. Lance didn’t even have the time to fight him.” Nico said.
“Good job. Let’s do that again at least two more times.” Gaten told Logan.
“Understood.” Logan knew that Gaten was intentionally not telling him what position he was in to not stress him out. But Logan could guess where he was in terms of current placement.
A couple laps later he was able to overtake Hamilton going into Turn 1, something Logan couldn’t help but smile at. He had just overtaken a 7 Time World Champion. That alone could have made Logan’s whole race. But now the question was, could he overtake another World Champion?
“Verstappen .08 seconds ahead. Push.”
Logan had never found himself in this position. The only time he saw Max’s rear wing was when he was letting him by to lap him.
But now…now he had an attempt at a genuine overtake on the man everyone always says wins.
“Sargent’s behind Verstappen! He’s within DRS range! Is he going to overtake the championship leader? Sargent goes to the outside, Verstappen follows and as they get into turn six, is the Williams going to make it past?”
Logan tried to go from the outside to the inside of the turn but he wasn’t quick enough as he pulled behind Max again. But as both of them turned into Sector 2, Logan knew he would have another chance.
“They’re going down the straight! Sargent’s again within DRS range! Is he going to be successful this time? He dives to the outside!”
Logan’s foot felt like it was glued to the gas pedal as his car drove right next to the Red Bull. engaging the DRS, Logan used that extra boost as his car sped past Max.
“SARGENT OVERTAKES VERSTAPPEN! I DON’T BELIEVE IT!” Crofty exclaimed.
“Logan really treated Max like he was just another car to overtake, but I’m sure that boy is celebrating at the fact he just overtook both Max Verstappen and Lewis Hamilton.” Nico said, a smile on his face.
“Excellent job Logan. You are currently P3 with (L/N) in front of you. The margin between you two is 1.5 seconds. Let’s close that gap.” Gaten said.
“Copy. I did tell them I would keep my elbows out.” Logan said, a smile ghosting over his face for a brief moment.
“I’m glad to hear that Logan is enjoying this race. This really has been one of his best races.” Nico said.
“I couldn’t agree with you more, Nico.”
Logan was soon able to close the gap and got within DRS range of (Y/N). (Y/N) seemed more focused on making it past the corner, they didn’t see Logan until he was already past and speeding away.
“You’re doing amazing Logan. Piastri’s ahead with a 5 second gap. Let’s start trying to gain on him. 15 laps to go.” Gaten told him.
Though Logan didn’t need to wait long to try and catch up to Oscar.
“There’s a yellow flag in Turn 12 and we can see that Ocon has hit the wall. He’s not in a good spot and that will surely bring out another safety car.”
Logan had never been more thankful for a Safety Car as his and Oscar’s cars slowed down and Logan could see his best friend's rear wing clearly. He knew that a restart was imminent, this race wasn’t going to be finished under a safety car.
Logan actually had a chance at winning this race.
“Safety Car is coming in this lap. You will have the chance to attempt an overtake on Piastri, with (L/N) behind you.”
“Copy.” Was all Logan said. He couldn’t tell if his hands were shaking from nerves or the vibrations from the car. This was the highest he had ever gone during a Formula One race. Throughout the season, Logan was starting to believe that a win for him wasn’t possible. Yet as he stared at the rear wing of the Mclaren in front of him, Logan could almost feel the glory of a first place finish in his hands.
“The Safety Car comes in as the cars on track make their way to the start line…”
Oscar hits the gas.
Logan hits it faster.
Suddenly the Williams and the Mclaren are right next to each other–two best friends fighting for first place. Logan dives to the outside of Oscar’s car as they approach the turn…
“SARGENT OVERTAKES PIASTRI AND IS NOW IN THE LEAD!” Crofty exclaimed. A smile formed on Nico’s face as he watched the Williams car driven by Logan speed away from the Mclaren. The cheers from the crowd even reach the commentary box.
“What a brilliant overtake from Sargent. He made sure to really hit the gas on the restart so that he could bring himself close enough to Piastri for that overtake.” Nico said.
“With ten laps to go, let’s see if he can keep that lead.”
Logan tries his hardest to keep it together and keep the car on track. Anything can happen in a Formula One race. Knowing his luck, Logan is constantly expecting his tires to lock up, or for him to lose control of the steering and spin out as the laps tick down.
“Last Lap. Bring it home Logan.”
But reality sets in.
He just needs to make it past the finish line.
“If you don’t mind Crofty, I'd like to do the victory narration.” Nico said, his eyes glued to the Williams car he had been following throughout the whole race. The whole reason his smile has stayed on his face.
“Go right ahead Nico.” Crofty said. Nico took a breath.
“As he starts his final lap, we see the Williams car of Logan Sargent speeding by. After his car was taken away in Australia, he has been trying to prove himself to the team, to everyone, who said he had no place in Formula One. And I can say for certain that throughout this race, Logan has proven himself. He has shown Williams and everyone that he has gotten what it takes to be in Formula One, as he comes around the last corner. He got one point at this track last year and now he’s going for the win. The young man from Florida, the first American in Formula One in 8 years, has fought his way from the bottom, all the way to the top as LOGAN SARGENT WINS THE UNITED STATES GRAND PRIX!”
Nico’s smile grows as wide as it can go, as he watches the blue number 2 car cross the finish line. He sees Logan wave his fist in the air, celebrating his victory and Nico can practically hear the scream that the American driver must be letting out right now. He puts his microphone down, not caring that there’s still commentary that he needs to do as he leaves the commentary box. Nico wants to be there for Logan and see him stand on the top step of the podium.
“You did it mate! You won!” Gaten says over the radio. Logan can barely hear it over the sound of him screaming and the cheers from the audience.
“YESSSSSSS! COME ON! OH MY GOD!” Logan yells. He can feel tears start to well up in his eyes but blinks them away as he makes his way to Parc Ferme so he can park his car in the #1 spot.
Getting there, Logan sat in the car for a moment, taking in the moment that he had just won his first Formula 1 race. He closes his eyes and breathes.
“I did it.” He says to himself, before standing up.
He stands on the nose of his car, tucking his arms into him before spreading them out, like an eagle spreading his wings. He hadn’t been able to do this since F2. God did he miss this feeling.
As soon as he steps down from the car, he’s getting tackled from both sides. Oscar to his right, and (Y/N) to his left. This winning feeling felt even better at the fact that he got to share the podium with his two best friends.
“Congrats mate! That was a hard earned win.” Oscar says, patting his back.
“I told you you’d get a podium.” (Y/N) says, putting both hands on the side of Logan’s helmet and shaking him a bit. Logan laughs before batting his friend’s arms away.
He dives into the waiting arms of the William’s team, who hold him and pat his helmet like he just won the World Championship. In a way, Logan feels like he has.
There’s a couple more pats and shakes before a steward is directing him to a spot for the post interview and Logan’s smile grows wider as he sees Jenson’s the one to do it. Jenson wraps Logan in a big hug, one hand cradling his head close to his own and Logan can’t help but let a tear roll down his face.
“You were flying out their champ.” Jenson whispers into his ear before he has to pull away and Logan is handed a microphone.
“Logan…take it all in. You’ve just won your first Formula One race. How are you feeling?”
“It’s unreal, Jenson. That was a very nerve wracking race with the amount of overtakes I had to do. Throughout the week, I honestly didn’t expect that I would be winning this one.”
“I was on the edge of my seat the whole race. I felt like a proud dad watching you overtake both Hamilton and Verstappen.”
“You did say that you had hoped to see me on the podium. Glad I could live up to your expectations.” Logan said.
“You’ve done more than that, Logan. You’ve truly proven yourself as a Formula One driver. Soak it in, champ. You’re a Formula One race winner.” Jenson said. Logan can only nod and laugh as he takes it all in.
Yea, he’s a Formula One race winner.
Jenson knows that he shouldn’t, considering they’re on live television, but he can’t help but pull Logan in for one more hug before the next interview starts. Logan seems to hold on for a bit longer and Jenson would have given him all the time in the world to stay in this hug. But they have to pull away as Logan heads to the cool down room and Oscar takes Logan’s place to be interviewed.
Logan can still feel the adrenaline and he doesn’t think it’s going to calm down anytime soon. He jumps as someone’s hands land on his shoulders and Alex is suddenly behind him, shaking his shoulders before coming around to the front and giving him a big hug.
“You just needed to prove yourself and you did! That’s my teammate!” Alex said. Logan laughs. As soon as Alex breaks the hug and steps away, George is right in front of him, pulling him into his own hug before lifting him up into the air. Logan can’t help but hold on tighter as his feet leave the ground.
“I knew you could do it, Logs.” He says. Logan lets out a laugh as he’s placed back down on the ground.
“Thanks guys. I truly don’t know how I made it to the end.” Logan said.
“Rubbish. You made it to the end because you are a phenomenal driver.” George said, pointing a finger at Logan before patting his shoulder.
Before he walks out to the podium, someone hands him an American flag that he drapes across his shoulders. When he first joined Formula One, to Logan the American flag felt heavy, like he was carrying the country on his shoulders.
Now, Logan felt like he was flying.
“In 1st Place…Williams Driver: Logan Sargent!”
He takes his place on the top step of the podium and looks out into the crowd. Amongst the sea of Blue, White, and Orange, Logan’s eyes land on Jenson with Nico standing right next to him. They’re smiling at him with nothing but proudness in their eyes at the fact that their grid kid won his first race.
And to Logan, their smiles are the only ones that matter.
(Y/N)
It was the weekend of the Belgium Grand Prix and instead of being in the team garage, (Y/N) was standing at the VIP entrance, watching everyone that entered. Were there countless rumors going around that Sebastian Vettel would attend this race? Yes. Were they confirmed? Not really. Did (Y/N) believe them? If it meant the young driver could see their grid dad, then yes. That was the whole reason (Y/N) was at the VIP entrance, looking for any sight of the German World Champion. But it was getting too close to Free Practice for (Y/N) to stay, and thinking the rumors were false, (Y/N) turned around to head to their team’s garage.
“Off to go racing, honey bee?”
(Y/N) turned back around so quickly, they almost got whiplash. Standing there was Sebastian with a VIP badge around his neck.
“Seb!” (Y/N) exclaimed as they ran to the retired German driver and engulfed him in a hug. Seb chuckled as he returned the hug.
“I was starting to think that you weren’t coming.” (Y/N) said as they broke away from the hug.
“And miss you racing? That’s ridiculous.” Seb said. Someone next to Seb cleared their throat and (Y/N)’s eyes widened.
“Kimi!” (Y/N) immediately wrapped the Finnish driver in a hug, like they did with Seb. Kimi stumbled a bit but did return the hug.
To others, having two former world champions at a Formula One race is a welcoming sight with not much meaning. But to (Y/N), having their former mentor and grid dad here to watch them race meant the whole world.
“You came…” (Y/N) said to the two, voice wavering a bit still in disbelief.
“You called.” Kimi said. (Y/N) smiled.
“Why don’t you show us around the paddock. I’m sure it’s changed since we’ve last been here.” Seb said. (Y/N)’s face lit up as they eagerly grabbed both Seb and Kimi’s hand to start showing them around the paddock
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Seb enjoyed being back at a Formula One race. Being surrounded by the same chaos he once knew gave him a sort of comforting feeling that stayed all the way to race day. And while Kimi wanted to stay in the VIP room to avoid all the crowds and cameras, Seb was down on the grid with all the other celebrities and reporters, walking along the starting grid before the race officially started. He was only able to speak with (Y/N) briefly before their engineer pulled them into a last minute strategy talk. So Seb walked the grid, saying hello to other drivers and previous colleagues as he walked past.
“Look it’s It's former World Champion, Sebastian Vettel.” Sky Sports Reporter Martin Brundle approached Seb during his pre-race grid walk. “How are you Sebastian?”
“I'm doing great Martin. How are you?” Seb asked.
“I’m doing well. It’s good to see you back at a race.” Martin said. “Are you rooting for any team in particular?”
“I'm here to support my grid kid.” Seb said with a smile.
“I’m sure the Ferrari garage is happy to have you back.” Martin said. Seb let out a chuckle and shook his head.
“I’m here to support my other grid kid, (Y/N).”
“Do you think they’ll do well today?” Martin asked. Seb smiled.
“I don’t doubt it. No matter what happens I’ll be rooting for them all the way.” Seb said.
After the national anthem was played, Seb was able to pull (Y/N) aside for a brief moment.
“Good luck. Be safe. Kimi and I will be watching from the VIP room.” Seb said before (Y/N) had to get in the car. He clipped the straps of their helmet, “Remember: Fight like a bull.”
“And sting like a bee!” (Y/N) said with a smile Seb could see peak out from the visor.
“That’s right!” The two high fived and Seb ruffled (Y/N)’s helmet as if ruffling the driver’s hair, before leaving to join Kimi in the VIP room.
Watching the race seemed more stressful to Seb than if he was the one driving it. He tenses anytime (Y/N) gets close to making contact with other cars or anytime they experience oversteering. But he cheers alongside Kimi after every successful overtake.
“(L/N) goes to the outside of Alonso into turn six! Are they going to make it past the Aston Martin? Going into the straight, (L/N)’s within DRS, they pull ahead and (L/N) speeds past as the younger generation leaves the older one in the dust!” Crofty narrates and Seb and Kimi cheer.
“(Y/N)’s got the pace to make it to first.” Seb said. Kimi only nodded as two mens’ eyes stayed glued to the screen. And Seb was right. Soon enough (Y/N)’s car was in P2 with only a 1 second gap between her and Carlos, who was P1. Seb and Kimi watched as the gap got smaller and smaller till (Y/N) was right behind the Ferrari.
“Come on (Y/N)...” Kimi mumbled. The sound in the VIP room seemed to deafen as (Y/N) attempted an overtake on Carlos. The two cars go into the turn right next to each other, wheels centimeters from touching.
(Y/N) pulls out of the turn ahead of Carlos and speeds off to take the lead.
“(Y/N) (L/N) is the new race leader!” Seb and Kimi erupted into applause as their grid kid took the P1 spot. But that didn’t make the stress go away, as there were still a couple more laps to go.
“Come on honey bee, bring it home.” Seb said, rubbing his hands in anticipation. And that’s what (Y/N) did. The gap they had built was enough that no car could catch up to them in the final lap. And as they crossed the finish line, Seb and Kimi cheered and applauded so loud, they were sure (Y/N) would be able to hear it from the track.
“(Y/N) (L/N) WINS THE BELGIUM GRAND PRIX!”
“P1! You are P1, (Y/N)! Congratulations.” (Y/N)’s race engineer said in their ear as (Y/N) almost burst into tears.
“YEEEEESSSSS! LET’S FUCKING GOOOOO!” They yelled. They waved to the fans in the grandstands as they slowly did their cool down lap while trying to wipe tears from their eyes.
They eventually pulled their car into parc ferme and parked their car in front of the #1 board. Getting out of the car, (Y/N) beat their chest twice in celebration as they stood on the nose of the car before jumping down and running to their team, who gave congratulatory pats on the head and shoulders.
After the post race interview, (Y/N) started to make her way to the cool down room, passing other drivers along the way who gave their own congratulations to the driver.
“Congratulations, niño/a.” Fernando said as he pulled (Y/N) into a side hug. “I almost had you on that overtake.”
“Sorry that I had to pass you to be able to win.”
“Don’t apologize. Though if you keep winning, I may have to retire.” Fernando said. (Y/N) laughed and shook their head.
“Everyone knows that you’re going to be racing well into 2046 ‘Nando’.” (Y/N) said. Fernando chuckled and patted their shoulder one more time before leaving to meet with his team.
The race winning high was something (Y/N) didn’t want to come down from. As they kept making their way to the cool down room, (Y/N)’s smile continued to grow as their win felt more and more real.
And then there’s Seb and Kimi, waiting for them at the end. (Y/N) didn’t waste any time as they threw themselves into Seb’s arms and gave him a big hug.
“Congratulations, honeybee.” Seb whispered into their ear. “You’re a Formula One race winner.”
“I feel like I’m dreaming.” (Y/N) said as they pulled away from Seb and turned to Kimi.
Kimi didn’t say anything as he patted (Y/N)’s shoulder and pulled her into a side hug. That was ok. (Y/N) didn’t need him to say anything as she turned the side hug into a full one.
“Does this prove that you have to come to more than one race every season? I’m always close to winning when you’re here, Seb.” (Y/N) said.
“Actually, I think this proves that Kimi has to come to your races more often, as you always win when Kimi’s here.” Seb said, patting his friend on the shoulder. Kimi only smiled.
#formula 1 x reader#f1 x reader#f1 x y/n#sebastian vettel x reader#kimi raikkonen x reader#logan sargeant#oscar piastri
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La Puente, Monagas (Venezuela).
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La Asociación Civil sin fines de lucro “Rapsodia Coro de Cámara”, de Maturín, estado Monagas, Venezuela 🇻🇪, les desea un Feliz y Musical Año 2023, Dios los siga colmando de bendiciones y la Virgen Del Valle los cubra con su manto. Amén 🙏🏻 @gobiernodemonagas @ernestolunapsuv @anafuentespsuv @botinir @icummonagas @nicolasmaduro @dcabellor @yelitzepsuv_ @minculturave @worldchoirevents @interkulturevents @venezuelasinfonica #venezuela #venezuela🇻🇪 #maturin #maturín #monagas #cantocoral #choralmusic #choir #choirconductors #musicacoral #músicacoral #coro #coros #musica #música #music #rapsodiacorodecámara #cororapsodia #corosdevenezuela @marialidec @lide_carmona @guillermobrazon (en Maturín) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cm64RQuO9f5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Look, this man have done terrible things, but yeah. He tweeted about it.
Wanna know a little, tiny bit of what happened yesterday?
"Is this the Peace of Nicolas Maduro? Chavista Collectives shot against electives in the Votation Center "CNF Simoncito Moscú, Rómulo Betancourt sector, Maturín, Monagas. An elderly woman was injured. They don't let opposition witnesses inside. 10:00@? #Democracy2024"
"UNES" Catia.
Is tendency because students of said university report that they pretend to force them to vote for Nicolas Maduro.
"The director took our IDs and marks the screen for us".
The students have refused and started confrontations.
Knowing that, and the fact that so much else happened... You believe this HUGE, DESCARADA SINVERGÜENZA MENTIRA?? THIS IS LIES!!
Just look at this!!!
You know how we feel? Well...
"They took my friends away from me, they took a normal university life away from me, they took family away from me, they took aspirations away from me.
I don't want them to take away my life anymore".
WE ARE SO DONE.
This is just the tip of the iceberg, today there are so, so, so much protests.
THERE'S PEOPLE DYING.
Y’all I genuinely urge you to stay up to date with world politics.
In my country, Venezuela, elections have just been held and the blatant disrespect that the so called government have for their people is astonishing.
How can they claim that Nicolas Maduro, one of the most hated dictators of our time, won 51%/5+ million votes?
How is it possible that he won when the voting panels have been updating every hour how Edmundo Gonzalez (the opposing candidate) has been winning by TRIPLE the vote?
How is it possible that most of the 7.3 million Venezuelan immigrants can’t vote and have no say in what goes on the country that gave them life?
How is it possible that Venezuelans have to fear for their life in voting stations because the military are set there to prevent them from voting?
How is it possible that the pig that’s called president is currently celebrating his “well-earned” victory?
Countries like Chile and Peru are already making statements that they will not recognize the results given by the CNE (the Venezuelan electoral system)
FREAKING ELON MUSK IS MAKING TWEETS REGARDING THE SITUATION
I think it’s sickening how all people can do is talk about it and not do a single thing about it, especially because as a society we try to condemn any harm to human rights just like how we did Russia, who by the way, is one of the dictatorships biggest supporters.
VENEZUELA HAS BEEN FACING AN HUMANITARIAN CRISIS!!!!
People have been facing literal hell since the late 90s and people in power DO. NOT. CARE.
Educate yourself, educate others, and most importantly TALK ABOUT IT, because I’m certain we’re not the first or the last country to go through this.
This is as much as I’ll say.
I hope they all rot in hell.
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#venezuela#de verdad pensaba que había la oportunidad de cambiar el regimen político#y maduro lo robó de nuevo#leftists & progressives in the USA genuinely DO. NOT. understand political dynamics anywhere in latin america....#← agree with these tags#MANO ESTAMOS HASTA EL COÑO DE LA MADRE.#THIS IS HARD FOR ALL OF US#For those who are outside of Venezuela having to see everything from a distance and worrying about their loved ones#for those who are IN Venezuela and have to endure all of this#seriously I haven't even covered half of the things thay happened#god help us all
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Orinoco Delta, Venezuela: The Orinoco Delta is a vast river delta of the Orinoco River, located in eastern Venezuela. The Orinoco Delta is one of the eight natural regions of Venezuela. It covers the whole of Delta Amacuro State and a few square kilometers of Monagas State and Sucre State, comprising all the mouths of the Orinoco. Wikipedia
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Caiga Quien Caiga Por Angel Monagas: Camino del 10 de Enero…Arranca Operación CIERRE-PRESIÓN
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Pré-Libertadores 2025: veja os confrontos das fases prévias
Os duelos das primeiras fases da Libertadores 2025 estão definidos. A Conmebol sorteou os confrontos da Pré-Libertadores e definiu os adversários de Bahia e Corinthians, únicos representantes brasileiros. O Boca Juniors também soube quem enfrenta no torneio. Veja os duelos Primeira fase E1 – Bolívia 1 (ainda não definido) x El Nacional (EQU)E2 – Nacional (PAR) x Alianza Lima (PER)E3 – Monagas…
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