#niki lauda being a icon

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I want this man so bad ✨️

[hyacinthsdiamonds]

Niki Lauda would be so fucking proud of Max, I just know it

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THE BEST OF DANIEL BRÜHL

It’s dumb, honestly.

You get this seemingly brilliant idea of turning to foreign films so you’re forced to read subtitles and focus—a problem you’ve been noticing of late—but in doing so, you end up with a more destructive distraction.

“Who’s that guy, again? The one in all those international productions?” That’s how I found myself on my Daniel Brühl marathon-turned-obsession.

It was his role as the cute Nazi in Inglorious Basterds that first put him on my radar. Over the years, I would see him in The Fifth Estate, Burnt, Woman in Gold, The Zookeeper’s Wife, and The King’s Man. Midway through All Quiet on the Western Front, I was like, “All this needs is that German actor…” and I had to chuckle when he later appeared on screen. I also checked out the first season of The Alienist because I was intrigued by what he and Dakota Fanning as leads would do with such a spooky-looking show.

Adorable as he was in his breakout role in Good Bye, Lenin!, it was his performance in the critically-acclaimed Rush that caused me to spiral. Similar to when Benedict Cumberbatch took on the modern version of Sherlock, it was like seeing Brühl with new eyes. His playful take on Helmut Zemo in The Falcon and the Winter Soldier was the final nail in the coffin. I don’t imagine it’s all too different from what Tom Hiddleston did to fans of Marvel as Loki.

I’m actually at the tail-end of this obsession now that I’ve seen everything I can get a hold of—around 39 films, two TV shows, a documentary, a music video, countless interviews, a bunch of ads, and a handful of fan cuts—but he has a lot of works worth recommending so I thought I would share them on here. This will mostly be a subjective list with priority on projects I found most interesting which showcase his range best. Like, I enjoyed The Bourne Ultimatum but he was on screen for a total of 2 minutes so I wouldn’t include that here.

RUSH (2013) This biographical sports film written by Peter Morgan—the man behind The Crown—centers on the rivalry between Formula One drivers James Hunt and Niki Lauda in the 70s. Not a fan of F1 or sports in general. I have nothing against either, just zero interest. But this character-driven film, much like Ford vs Ferrari, had me at the edge of my seat the entire ride. And it surprisingly has one of the best meet-cutes—and accidental wingmen—I’ve seen yet.

Brühl delivers an Oscar-worthy performance in this role. For someone who needed a lot of convincing he could do the character justice, he truly went above and beyond. For one, he befriended and studied Lauda, the iconic F1 figure he was portraying. No easy feat considering Lauda being, well… Lauda. In interviews, Brühl recounts the story of the memorable invite he got from Lauda to meet in Vienna. This would be their first meeting and Lauda told Brühl outright that he should only bring hand luggage so he can piss off if they don’t like each other.

He would end up staying a few days and buying additional clothes.

He also spent a month in Vienna to nail the accent, making sure to capture the arrogance and irony innate to it. And although he got driver training for the role, he also considered the tiniest details like which went on first: helmet or gloves? There was also the tricky business of looking graceful entering a tiny F1 car—a bigger challenge for Chris Hemsworth who plays Hunt—but an obstacle all the same.

All the hard work paid off. It was well-received by audiences, critics, and the F1 world. The first time Lauda saw the film he went, “Holy shit, that’s really me”. Lauda’s friends thought he did voiceover work for it. Director Ron Howard was so pleased with Brühl’s performance that he went out of his way to show an unfinished cut of the movie to the producers of The Fifth Estate (2013). This gracious act would land Brühl the co-lead role opposite Benedict Cumberbatch.

GOOD BYE, LENIN! (2003) Can't tell if it's just because the two films have the same composer and were created around the same time, but this tragicomedy set in East Germany reminded me so much of my beloved Amélie. This is definitely more dramatic and political but it has that same mix of whimsy, heart, and charm. With its budget, it was meant to be an indie film, but the story of a son who would recreate a faux-socialist world to keep his mother alive captured the heartstrings of audiences, not just in Germany but also worldwide. Brühl plays the son and his success with this film was a double-edged sword: although it would open doors for him internationally, he would also be typecast as the “nice guy” in his home country.

INGLORIOUS BASTERDS (2009) This has one of the best, most intense opening sequences in all of cinema… and one of the greatest villains. In this wild alternate universe from Quentin Tarantino, he rewrites the ending of World War II. It’s the right balance of dark, hilarious, and entertaining—my favorite from the auteur’s works. Here Brühl plays a cute and charming Nazi, which is very confusing to the senses.

Aside from Brühl, it was also my first introduction to Christoph Waltz, Michael Fassbender, and Melanie Laurent—all fantastic European actors who’ve crossed over to Hollywood after the success of this movie. “Crossing over” seems ubiquitous now but, at that time, giving most of the lead roles to then relatively unknown actors must have been a risk. But for this, it was necessary. Language plays a huge part in this trilingual film and casting native speakers grounded it in authenticity. Tarantino originally had Leonardo di Caprio in mind to play Hans Landa. Whether he meant for him to learn German or to speak English with a German accent, who knows. Either way, it’s safe to say that would have been a different film.

THE EDUKATORS / DIE FETTEN JAHRE SIND VORBEI (2004) This anti-capitalist film, which has become a cult classic, captures the spirit, idealism, recklessness, and angst of young revolutionaries who just want a better world. Where one stands on the measures taken, or even their sentiment, can be considered a litmus test. With or without reference to this quote from the movie—“Under 30 and not liberal, no heart. Over 30 and still liberal, no brain.”—is up to the viewer.

There needs to be a suspension of disbelief for the series of events that takes place but the setting is necessary for the clash of worlds to happen. It’s not a perfect movie but the issues they debate about in length… they’re still discussions we’re having nearly 20 years later.

p.s. this has my favorite behind-the-scenes of all of Brühl’s projects. Though he hasn’t lost his sense of humor, he seems to have become more reserved as he got older. HERE, at this period in his life, he’s a total goofball bordering on loose cannon.

THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER (2021) Though I’ve enjoyed quite a few MCU movies, I’m not invested in the universe at all, so watching this wasn’t a priority. In fact, I was ready to settle on YouTube compilations made by devoted fans of all the scenes Brühl was in. Upon seeing clips, however, I got intrigued by his character so I still ended up watching the miniseries and also Captain America: Civil War (2016).

Both were better than I expected. Civil War is more serious, while TFATWS is more playful, but both face relevant issues along with formidable foes. Brühl’s villain in Helmut Zemo is fascinating because he tears the mighty Avengers apart with mere patience, fury, and intelligence… and his motivations are understandable. He lets his character loose in TFATWS—at one point, on the dance floor—and it’s magnificent. His mission is still the same, but this time he does it with a lot of charm, humor, and fabulous Sokovian style. A Turkish delight, personified.

ME AND KAMINSKI / ICH UND KAMINSKI (2015) Brühl’s Sebastian Zöllner is a repulsive and sleazy journalist who has greasy hair and wears too much cologne but I can’t get enough of his chaotic energy. His magnum opus is hitched on a legendary artist dying and his fantasy is to turn the orphaned daughter into a sugar mommy. It’s all kinds of messed up but he plays the hell out of the smarmy dirtbag so it’s a lot of fun. This is Brühl’s second collaboration with Wolfgang Becker, who directed Good Bye, Lenin! Daniel Kehlmann, the writer whose eponymous book this film was based on, would later write Brühl’s directorial debut, Nebenan.

NO REGRETS / NICHTS BEUREUEN (2001) This is reminiscent of the slightly problematic but highly enjoyable teen comedies and coming-of-age films of the 90s. It’s like an edgier Can’t Hardly Wait: boy goes through cringe-worthy measures to get the girl he’s long been pining for, his two closest pals have nothing but dumb advice to offer, yet he still ends up on the path to self-discovery. It’s awkward, chaotic, frustrating, and beautiful—but such is adolescence.

Brühl and his co-star Jessica Schwarz fall in love on the set of this film. And although they would break up years later, the tenderness between their scenes together is palpable and there’s something rather bittersweet about seeing that captured in perpetuity.

For a more straightforward rom-com, he has Lila, Lila (2009). It’s about a guy who passes off a manuscript as his own to impress a girl and the hilarity that follows. It’s on YouTube for those who need a fun and light watch.

THE ALIENIST (2018 – 2020) Based on the novel of the same name, this moody psychological thriller set in late 19th century New York follows a psychiatrist—then called an Alienist—who investigates a series of grisly murders with methods still considered new and controversial at that time, such as psychology and fingerprinting. He gets by with a little help from his friends, John Moore, an illustrator for the New York Times, and Sara Howard, a society woman who works in the NYPD.

In the lead role of Dr. Laszlo Kreizler, Brühl plays the dark, complex, and mysterious Alienist whose study of mental pathologies and deviant behaviors reveals much of himself and his past.

LESSONS OF A DREAM / DER GANZ GROßE TRAUM (2011) This film is loosely based on Konrad Koch, an educator and pioneer who brought football to Germany in the late 19th century. In the movie, the sport is used as a means to pique students’ interest in the English language and culture—both considered barbaric by the Germans at that time. A heartwarming tale of a teacher who overcomes insurmountable odds and inspires students along the way, it’s the German equivalent of Dead Poet’s Society.

ALL QUIET ON THE WESTERN FRONT (2022) This story, the third adaptation of the 1929 novel, “Im Westen nichts Neues”, conveys the futility of war like no other. There aren't as many films on World War I as there are on World War II, fewer ones that tell it from a German perspective, so this is doubly unique in that regard. Powerful watch but 10/10 not like to relive it again. Apart from producing it with his company, Amusement Park, Brühl plays Matthias Erzberger, the German State Secretary who pushes for armistice talks with the Allied forces.

An ideal companion watch to this would be Joyeux Noël / Merry Christmas (2005), another WWI movie Brühl stars in, which depicts the unbelievable Christmas truce between French, German, and Scottish soldiers in 1914. His linguistic ability shines here as he shifts between German, French, and English effortlessly. (Half German, half Spanish, Brühl speaks a total of five languages: those three plus Spanish and Catalan.)

The Zookeeper’s Wife (2017) and Alone in Berlin (2016) also recognize the bravery of defiance at the height of tyrannical regimes. Although between the two, I would skip the latter.

JOHN RABE (2009) This biographical film set in China tells the incredible true story of a German businessman who uses his Nazi Party membership to create an International Safety Zone in Nanking. This was in the late 1930s, during the Rape of Nanjing. In this six-week carnage by the Imperial Japanese Army—which includes sexual assault, mutilations, and killing contests—upwards of 200,000 Chinese are brutally murdered. The protective zone manages to save around the same number of civilians.

Brühl doesn’t play the titular Rabe, but his character, Dr. Georg Rosen, is one of few Westerners who decides to remain and protect Nanking even as conflict escalates. Dr. Rosen was a German Diplomat instrumental in the creation of the safety zone.

p.s. with all these heroic roles in his catalog, I’m convinced Brühl would be a frontrunner to play President Volodymyr Zelenskyy, should a movie be made about him and Ukraine’s conflict with Russia. You heard it here first.

NEXT DOOR / NEBENAN (2021) This is Brühl’s directorial debut. Here he plays a darker, fictionalized version of himself. Definitely not for everyone but quite enjoyable if you’re familiar with his major works and public persona, appreciate the ingenuity of one-location movies, and delight in British-style meta humor.

Pre-requisite viewing for maximum enjoyment: Good Bye, Lenin!, Captain America: Civil War, and The Falcon and the Winter Soldier.

[scuderia-hamilton]

top 5 ferrari drivers?

sorry for answering a bit late :)) also i'm gonna be so basic here ngl, but i’m just a girl, so bear with me.

Lewis Hamilton (i know that he’s technically not a Ferrari driver YET, but he will be and i just simply have to rank him first. this is a Lewis above everyone else household)

Charles Leclerc (it’s not a real Ferrari driver ranking without Il Predestinato and i kinda got into F1 because of Charles, so he has a very special place in my heart <3)

Sebastian Vettel (Seb was the first driver i’ve ever heard of, cause my dad used to watch F1 when i was little and he was a diehard Seb fan. little 10 year old me had a huge crush on him and i always watched his podiums)

Kimi Räikkönen (i think Kimi was and still is one of the coolest F1 driver ever. everything he ever did was simply iconic, not up for a debate. like him being the last Ferrari World Champion)

Michael Schumacher (i don't think i have to explain this one, truly one of the best to ever do it)

+honourable mention: Niki Lauda was truly such an idol and he left a huge mark on this sport, we need more people like him.

[ozzyscollectiblehub]

The Timeless Allure of Ferrari: A Legacy of Speed, Luxury, and Innovation

Few names in the automotive world evoke as much passion and reverence as Ferrari. Synonymous with speed, luxury, and a relentless pursuit of excellence, Ferrari has built a legacy that transcends mere automobiles. It’s a brand that represents the pinnacle of engineering, design, and racing heritage. But what is it about Ferrari that has captured the hearts of car enthusiasts and collectors worldwide? Let’s dive into the history, innovations, and cultural impact of this iconic brand.

A Glorious Beginning: The Birth of a Legend

Ferrari’s story begins in the early 20th century with its founder, Enzo Ferrari. Born in Modena, Italy, in 1898, Enzo Ferrari had a deep passion for racing from a young age. This passion led him to establish Scuderia Ferrari in 1929, initially as a racing team under Alfa Romeo. However, by 1947, Ferrari had evolved from a racing team into a full-fledged car manufacturer, unveiling the first car to bear the Ferrari name — the 125 S.

The 125 S, with its V12 engine, was a masterpiece of engineering and marked the beginning of Ferrari’s journey as a car manufacturer. From that moment on, Ferrari was not just about building cars; it was about creating machines that embodied speed, precision, and beauty.

The Racing Pedigree: Dominance on the Track

Ferrari’s success in motorsport is the backbone of its legendary status. From its early days, Ferrari dominated the racing circuits, particularly in Formula 1. The brand’s dedication to innovation and performance has led to numerous world championships, making Ferrari the most successful team in the history of Formula 1.

Drivers like Michael Schumacher, Niki Lauda, and Alberto Ascari have all contributed to Ferrari’s illustrious racing history. The Prancing Horse, Ferrari’s emblem, became a symbol of excellence on the racetrack, representing a tradition of victory and a relentless drive to push the boundaries of what’s possible in motorsport.

Design Excellence: The Art of Automotive Aesthetics

Ferrari’s cars are not just feats of engineering; they are works of art. The design language of Ferrari is unmistakable — sleek, aerodynamic, and aggressive. Whether it’s the iconic curves of the 1962 Ferrari 250 GTO or the futuristic lines of the Ferrari LaFerrari, each model is a testament to the brand’s commitment to beauty and form.

Legendary designers like Pininfarina and Bertone have played significant roles in shaping Ferrari’s aesthetic legacy. Their collaboration with Ferrari resulted in some of the most beautiful cars ever made, vehicles that are as thrilling to look at as they are to drive.

Innovation and Technology: Ahead of the Curve

Ferrari has always been at the forefront of automotive technology. From pioneering advancements in aerodynamics to developing powerful hybrid engines, Ferrari consistently pushes the envelope. The introduction of the LaFerrari, a hybrid hypercar, showcased Ferrari’s ability to blend traditional V12 power with cutting-edge electric technology, resulting in a car that redefines what’s possible in terms of performance and efficiency.

Ferrari’s commitment to innovation isn’t just about speed; it’s also about creating a driving experience that’s unparalleled. The integration of advanced driver aids, state-of-the-art materials, and precision engineering all contribute to making each Ferrari not just a car, but a driving experience unlike any other.

The Cultural Impact: More Than Just Cars

Ferrari’s influence extends far beyond the world of cars. It’s a brand that has permeated popular culture, becoming a symbol of success, luxury, and aspiration. From appearances in films like “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off” to being the car of choice for celebrities and athletes, Ferrari is more than just a car company — it’s a cultural icon.

The allure of Ferrari isn’t just about the cars themselves; it’s about what they represent. Owning a Ferrari is a statement, a declaration that one has arrived at the pinnacle of achievement. It’s this aspirational quality that continues to fuel the brand’s mystique.

The Future of Ferrari: Tradition Meets Innovation

As Ferrari moves into the future, it faces the challenge of maintaining its legendary status while adapting to the changing landscape of the automotive industry. With increasing emphasis on sustainability, Ferrari is exploring new technologies, including electric and hybrid powertrains, without compromising the performance and driving experience that define the brand.

Ferrari’s commitment to excellence remains unwavering. As it embraces new technologies, the brand continues to honor its heritage, ensuring that the cars of tomorrow will carry the same spirit and passion that have defined Ferrari for decades.

Conclusion: The Enduring Legacy of Ferrari

Ferrari is more than just a car manufacturer; it’s a symbol of human achievement, a brand that represents the ultimate in speed, luxury, and innovation. From its roots in racing to its dominance on the streets, Ferrari has consistently set the standard for what a sports car should be.

As we look to the future, one thing is certain: Ferrari will continue to inspire, captivate, and lead the way in the automotive world. The Prancing Horse will always be a symbol of excellence, a reminder that the pursuit of perfection is a journey, not a destination.

[hockeybond]

oh now I didn’t realize you wanted to upgrade from white tiddies to Mount Olympus beauty so fast but I’m happy to go there

see Lewis’ beauty is actually outshone by The Narrative of his life and The Integrity of his devotion to inclusion the planet and equality. and the narrative is. insane. the part about his family’s support and the rags to riches. you know the movie Rush about F1? it’s about two real former legends and Niki Lauda irl seduced Lewis over to Mercedes with “if you can bring Mercedes a championship now you will be a legend forever”. it’s such good shit seriously.

(also Lewis said that he feels like he would absolutely rock being a contestant in RPDR)

there’s F1 and then there’s Sir Lewis Hamilton, crown prince fashion icon and the only mortal (non retired) driver allowed to inhabit F1 Mount Olympus

it’s sometimes actually hard to look disrespectfully bc he’s among the archangels

everything i know about f1 i know against my will, but if they're gonna talk about one of the driver's tits, I think they should go for the one who considers tits out an important fashion choice. he would understand the value of the boob window shirts

https://cdn.tatlerasia.com/tatlerasia/i/2022/09/30154129-lewis-hamilton-f1-singapore-2022-kenzo-outfit-style-fashion-309255546-1379898479205614-544355660461942836-n_cover_844x1500.jpg

anon that’s delicious food thank you. let’s stop talking about white men with subpar tits and take some time to look at Him instead. i don’t know f1 but i know sir lewis serves cunt every single time he steps out

also like i have this photo (the only f1-related photo i have) saved on my phone because i appreciate it so much:

@hockeybond y/y???

[infernalodie]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓 || 𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐎𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐚

“𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘶𝘱, 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘶𝘱“

Inspo: Macklemore - CHANT

Pairing: Jenna Ortega x F1Black!Male!reader

Summary: You knew the impact you had on the world.

Warnings: Just angst

Words: 1420

Your life had always been on the track. Your sanctum of tranquillity had been inside that car. It was where you felt yourself. It was your safe haven. And after dating you for 3 years, Jenna knew this like the back of her hand. She knew the way your mind worked and what kept you going, and it was being inside that. Going over 200 mph and feeling that adrenaline running through your body. The way your mind always calculated the turns and overtakes of your fellow drivers. You were truly special and it was that knowledge that made you continue to drive.

“Baby, it’s like any other race. They aren’t going to take that fighter from me.”

You were prideful in everything you pursued. If it was racing or being a fiance to Jenna. Nothing could stop you from succeeding and Jenna loved you for it. But that didn’t change how humble you were to have gotten to where you are and achieve anything you set your mind to. Never forgetting the people who helped you rise to the position you were in.

Starting from F2, all eyes had been on you from the masterful driving you performed for crowds. Many F1 drivers praised you and told you how excited they were to face you themselves. And when you did make it to F1, you sure as hell gave them a run for their money. Winning Grand Prix after Grand Prix for Redbull and showing that you would be the next Niki Lauda and Lewis Hamilton. Even making friends with the racers after most of them have been your idols. Every day, you had fought to get where you were and there was nothing stopping you from exceeding that.

Race after race, you performed and showed the world what was possible. Standing up on those podiums with Lewis, your mentor, and sharing bottles of champagne like you two won the entire race together. Showing a kid like you that grew up in the East End of London that they could get to where you were. You were a national icon around the world. Kids had pictures of you on their walls and people representing you everywhere. Songs were made with you mentioned and in tribute to you. All of it constantly made you question, “Is this real life?”

The best part was that Jenna got to see it all. She got to be there before you even made it into F2 and got to see you quickly rise in the ranks in some of the best drivers. Able to recall the moment when you came out of the Redbull racing HQ with a big silly grin on your lips. Being able to see your plateau and rises. The hard times and the brightest times. It was beautiful, to say the least.

There was one thing that you had told her that had stuck with her. It was such a heartbreaking thing to hear but was able to understand it to some sort of degree. Remembering you pulling her into the barracks where the pit crew and rest of the team were and saying, “I will rise up even after death. I’ve made the impact I needed to on this world. So, promise me you will if that day comes.”

If she’d known how true that was, then maybe she would’ve stopped you from racing months ago.

“Oh, Y/n going down the inside on turn one. Overtaking Sergio Perez and Albon right off the start.” Paul Di Resta stated as you took the turn with ease.

Jenna sat in the barracks, staring up at the screen with worried eyes and hands clasped over her mouth. She’d always felt anxiety when you raced. Even after countless wins, she couldn’t help it.

But she watched as you took position after position in each turn and straightaway. You were showing that no matter what, your skills were something supernatural. God-given talents that made you shine out to the rest of the roster of drivers.

“Y/n is now in third with Max Verstappen and Lewis Hamilton ahead of him,” Anthony Davidson announced.

“Well, Anthony, the two Red Bull drivers have always been neck to neck with one another,” Paul said. “A friendly competition of course. As we have seen many times through the year so far.”

And everyone watched the two of you race each other. Overtaking one another each turn you two could, and the whole time you wore a smile. A joyful one that most were surprised was possible on a race track where it was only competition to exist. But you and Max had hit it off the moment you two met. Sharing jokes frequently and knowing that the match you two put up for each other was nothing more than friendly. If there was a chance for you two to be on the podiums, then you two would take it over anything else.

But all it had taken was one turn. One person to steer a little too far to the right or left for things to stop. For time to become non-existent as one person is put in a state of danger. Unfortunately, that had been you. Verstappen tapped you just barely and it had been enough to send your car out of control into the barriers. And in a moment, everything went dark.

The sound of your car exploding was heard from the barracks where Jenna’s body flinched upon the sound and the incident from the broadcast. It took a moment for her to truly understand and see what had just happened. Believing her eyes to be deceiving her until she finally saw the looks on your team's faces. The pure shock and horror that had plagued their expressions and that was when reality set in.

Hamilton, who had seen in his rearview your car go up into flames, had slammed onto the brakes and veered his car off to the side. Not listening to his crew to stay in and bring the car to the pit lane. Instead, hopping out of his car and sprinting back to where you were. Screaming out your name as he ripped off his helmet and tossed it to the side. Arriving at your car that was halfway through the metal barriers. Flames reaching out at an alarming volume. 

And no one had any control over Jenna who had sprinted out of the barracks and into the direction she could see the orange glow. Able to hear Hamilton's screams over the roaring engines of the cars and crowd. But stopped when she saw the crash and your body.

That night haunted her every day, but here she was at the Le Mans Grand Prix. Standing in the centre of the track with the drivers all around with their heads bowed. Tears streamed down her face as she stared down at your helmet. The intricate details that you had her craft herself. When they tried to give her a brand new one, she denied it and asked for the one that you wore in your last race. Able to see the scratches and burns along the sides of the once sleek surface. Pressing her head to the helmet, she sighed in contentment.

She knew that if you were here with her, you would tell her that everything happens for a reason. You would console her in every way you knew would help. But now that you weren’t here, she wasn’t sure what to do. She wasn’t sure what to do without your kind heart to guide her through the darkness. Or your warm embrace would ever feel like again. She hated you for leaving her like this.

But what broke her heart was that you were right. People in the stands wore your colours and held posters of you. Everyone understands your backstory and uses that as the motivation to improve their lives. You were the birth of a new generation of people to strive for the best in themselves despite the cards dealt to them.

The countless hours you dedicated to this sport. All of the tears you shed for it. Every friend and fan that you had made. No one could take that away from you. There was no one else you could impress. You had made the impact you needed to and no one would be able to do it again. And for years to pass on, people would chant your name as one of the best drivers to ever live.

“Even after death, my message will inspire the next.”

And she would join them.

[totowlff]

extra — won’t forget, can’t regret

➝ the dam broke. the game is over. now everyone knows that elisabeth lauda and toto wolff are completely in love with each other. and he can't help but feel a little relieved about it.

➝ word count: 2k

➝ warnings: none

➝ author’s note: a double podium means a double chapter! enjoy this extra!

AUGUST, 2016

It wasn’t exactly an ideal summer break, but Toto had enjoyed himself. He and Elisabeth had planned on taking the kids to Sardinia, but the press following Toto so closely pre-empted those plans.

Still, Toto thought, spending two weeks with Elisabeth and his children wasn’t so bad. It had been a long time since he’d gotten a chance to just relax and spend time with the people he cared about the most.

Thinking about it had him feeling incredibly serene. And sentimental, almost. It was one of the last evenings before he’d have to return to the office and get on with the season, and he and Elisabeth were enjoying a perfect late-summer evening on the balcony of his penthouse in central Vienna. 

They’d each had a few glasses of wine. Elisabeth was in Toto’s lap. The wine started to go to Toto’s head a bit, and he thought to commemorate such a nice moment. He fished his phone out of his pocket and started taking a few pictures. First of the sunset, then of Elisabeth in his lap. She laughed and asked that she use her phone to take pictures as well. 

Elisabeth unlocked her phone and handed it to Toto, and he tapped on what he thought was the camera icon — a pink-and-orange square that looked like a camera to him. Her phone was different than his, after all. He had a BlackBerry, as a perk of them being one of the team’s main sponsors. Elisabeth, however, declined the phone they’d given to all the team personel, as she had been using iPhones for years already and wasn’t keen to switch back.

It wasn’t the camera app — it was an app called Instagram. Toto had heard of it before, of course — the social media team occasionally made him pose for pictures that they said were for Instagram posts, but he’d never used the app himself. Apparently he had managed to use Instagram to take the pictures, which posted them to Elisabeth’s Story, which was a new feature of the app. 

He didn’t really realize anything was wrong, until Elisabeth panicked, ran inside, and hid in his closet. 

If Toto thought she was angry and inconsolable then, it was nothing compared to how she felt after she got a text from her father, telling her that they needed to talk. He didn’t specify what they needed to talk about, but the timing made it obvious. 

Elisabeth called her father immediately, but Niki insisted that it was something they needed to discuss in person.

— I’m not going to talk about this with you on the phone, Mauslein. I’ll be back in Vienna in two days. Come over and we can talk about it, then.

For those two days, Elisabeth was miserable. 

— I already lost my brother, and now I’m going to lose my dad — she sniffed, as she laid in bed. Toto rubbed her back, trying to comfort her. 

— You’re not going to lose him, Liesl. He’s going to love you no matter what. Whenever we’re alone at races, all he wants to talk about is how proud he is of you. This won’t change that — he said. Toto wasn’t sure, but he thought he was doing an okay job at being convincing. He wanted to break the news a long time ago, but part of him still felt guilty at the hand he had in this. 

Elisabeth was quiet for a moment.

— I’m sorry I called you an idiot. I don’t actually think you’re an idiot. I know you didn’t mean to post those pictures…

Toto chuckled softly and leaned down to kiss Elisabeth’s forehead.

— I know you didn’t mean it. But, I really should learn how that app works sometime.

The next day, it was clear that Elisabeth still wasn’t feeling her best, but she insisted on going to Billa to do the grocery shopping that she and Toto badly needed to do. While she normally never went out — anywhere, not even on simple errands — without at least putting a little bit of makeup on and wearing jeans, at a minimum, she was wearing black leggings and one of Toto’s old, threadbare sweatshirts, with her long brunette hair thrown up into a messy bun. It was a version of Elisabeth that only Toto had seen before. 

— Really, I don’t mind going if you don’t want to go out — Toto said, enveloping her in a hug from behind, as she looked through the pantry, trying to finalize her list.

— No — she said, turning around and reaching up to tap him on the nose — You don’t know how to pick out fresh produce, at least not the way I like them.

She tipped her head up, indicating that she wanted to be kissed. Toto was happy to oblige.

— There is nothing wrong with the way I shop for produce.

— Toto — Elisabeth said, putting her hands on Toto’s chest — The last time you bought a bag of apples, at least half of them were bruised, and one of them was actually rotten.

Toto chuckled.

— Well, I just picked out the one on the top of the pile, I thought that’s where the best ones go!

— You still have to look! And that’s precisely why I’m going — she wiggled out of Toto’s embrace, but not before giving him another kiss — I’ll be back in a bit.

Toto watched out the window of the penthouse as Elisabeth walked across the street to where her C-Class was parked, and got in, before he did what he was planning on doing.

He scrambled to get his phone off of the end table in the living room it was resting on, and opened his contacts to Niki’s number.

He frowned when the voicemail message played — he’d wanted to talk to Niki first, mostly to assuage his own guilt at putting Elisabeth in this position, but Niki was probably in the air somewhere over Europe by now, on the flight back from Ibiza.

He waited until the recorded message of Niki’s voice, followed by the beep, prompting him to leave a message, and spoke quickly.

— Hi, Niki. It’s Toto. Listen, I know you… Know what’s happening now, and I just wanted to call you and speak to you before you and Elisabeth talk tomorrow when you get back to Vienna. What you are probably thinking is true, but…

He paused.

— We didn’t hide it deliberately to hurt you. Quite the opposite, actually, because Elisabeth wasn’t sure how you’d feel about it and didn’t want to — he sighed, taking a long breath in — break your trust. I know the circumstances haven’t been ideal, but… I can’t regret it, because it gave us a lot of time, you know, away from the spotlight and the pressure. And I… Can’t regret loving your daughter, Niki. She’s the best person I’ve ever met. She’s the love of my life. I would never do anything to hurt her, and I will always be there for her, whether she wants me to be or not.

He sighed again.

— Please don’t treat her too harshly, I guess that’s all I am asking. As a friend. I will always do everything I can to make her happy and…

Another beep sounded, indicating that he’d reached the end of the recording. He sighed, looking at the phone. He could call again, and leave a second message, but he knew there wouldn’t be enough time to express all that he felt for Elisabeth. Technology simply hadn’t advanced far enough to give him enough time, at least not in a voicemail.

Whatever was going to happen now was up to Niki, Elisabeth, and maybe even the gods themselves.

Toto settled on the couch, restless, trying to read the Financial Times on his iPad — he usually found that relaxing for some reason. Something about the effect of a possible Trump victory in the US presidential election and the US’ relations with Ukraine, but he wasn’t actually paying attention to the words on his screen. All he could think of was Elisabeth.

He was dozing a bit by the time she returned from the market, and he was startled awake by the sound of her setting the grocery bags on the counter. He approached the kitchen slowly, thinking he heard her sniffling.

— Liesl?

— Yes — she said, not looking behind her.

— Is everything okay?

He watched as her shoulders rose and fell as she inhaled deeply. 

— Yes — she said, but her voice sounded strained and strangled, like she was trying very hard not to cry.

— Did something happen at the market?

More silence.

— No, nothing happened.

Toto got closer, putting his hands on Elisabeth’s waist. It made her turn around to face him, looking up into Toto’s face. They were dark and serious. Some seconds were enough to break the dam. She collapsed into his arms, sobbing, her tears and snot streaking the gray cotton of Toto’s t-shirt. 

— It’s okay, my love. I’ve got you — he whispered, soothingly, into the crown of her head. He pressed soft, gentle kisses to her forehead, and ran his back gently along the back of her shoulders — You don’t have to say anything. I’m here. I’ve got you.

He helped her to the couch — the groceries could wait. 

She cried herself to sleep again. While she was asleep, Toto heard his phone chime in his pocket. He carefully eased it out, taking great pains not to disturb Elisabeth. She just looked so exhausted and worn out — the stress of the past two years of hiding their relationship coming to a head, no doubt. 

He thought it might be a message from Niki, responding to his voicemail from earlier, but no — it was a text from Lili, his sister.

“Hey, I saw this while I was at Billa earlier. I don’t know if Elisabeth knows, but you might want to let her know just in case”, it said.

Attached were a few photos of the cover of a tabloid. The kind of magazine they put at the checkout counters, that publish the horrible long-distance photos taken of celebrities just living their daily lives, published as evidence that they were in a tryst or middle of a bender, or something. They were always unflattering, but never very honest.

This one was OE24, the most notorious gossip rag in Austria. Sure enough, Elisabeth and Toto were on the cover. It was a picture of the two of them at the IWC gala. It was a good picture, Toto thought, but he felt the blood drain from his face when Lili sent him additional pictures from the article itself. Long-distance, grainy photos that she wasn’t expecting, or posing for. Her in her bikini as they were docking Edvard in Monaco — she was bent over, tying the dock tie to the hull, so it would’ve been an unflattering angle on anyone. Another one of her bending down to give Rosi a snow cone while they were at the park. 

“Toto’s Wolff’s Whirlwind Workplace Romance!”, the headline said. “The model man’s latest conquest is the daughter of racing legend Niki Lauda” was the subtitle.

Since Elisabeth was at the grocery store earlier, she probably saw it.

— Oh, no — Toto whispered. He stroked his girlfriend’s hair as she slept, still. He wasn’t going to dare disturb her, she looked so peaceful. 

He texted his sister and thanked her for the warning, and told her he would take care of it. He wasn’t actually sure what he’d be able to do, given that even tabloids were guaranteed freedom of the press.

He set his phone back on the end table next to the couch and rubbed his eyes with his free hand. Whatever happened when Niki and Elisabeth met tomorrow would happen — there was no way to stop it now. Summer break would be over soon, and then they’d be off to another race. 

While he felt bad about the situation they were in, he was glad that it had finally come, so they could face whatever the future held for them, together. 

[multi-fandoms]

The rat king (niki lauda) & his emotional support golden retriever (James hunt). Absolutely love these two ✨️

[lcdrarry]

7 May | LCDrarry Fic:

Rush [For A Gap That Exists]

Prompt: "Rush", 2013, Ron Howard Prompted by: The Author Author: Anonymous Word Count: 42,012 words Rating: Mature Warnings: Sexual Content, Graphic Depictions of Injury and Recovery

Notes:Huge shoutout to S for being the most unbelievably amazing beta I’ve ever had the privilege of working with, and cheering me on the whole time I was writing this story. It is the honest-to-god truth to say that I could not have finished this without you. Another huge shoutout to Y for working like a last-minute beta machine on this and making sure the story was perfect. This fic is based on the real-life story of two incredible Formula One racing drivers (Niki Lauda and James Hunt - absolute icons) and their fight for the Championship Title, as immortalised in the movie 'Rush'. Although the overarching theme of this fic is taken from the two protagonists of the movie, I've drawn heavily from other Formula One rivalries as well (Lewis Hamilton/Nico Rosberg, Ayrton Senna/Alain Prost) bc what can I say it's not my fault that F1 is chock-full of legendary homoerotic rivalries. Title taken from Ayrton Senna's infamous overtaking quote: "If you no longer go for a gap that exists, then you are no longer a racing driver."

Summary: There is something about racing that sets your blood on fire: the speed, the thrill, the action. The rev of the engines, thunderous as they charge down the track, the trail of sparks that fly in their wake. This is not for the faint of heart; and yet, there is a story here, one that is fragile and tender. A story of love and loss that grew amidst the most infamous rivalry in Formula One history: the story of Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter.

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[supercalifragipopculturevomit]

RUSH (2013) Daniel Brühl as Niki Lauda

Though I've already seen Daniel in several movies over the years, it was this role that made me see him in a whole new light. It sparked the obsession of needing to know everything about him and seeing everything that he's been in. It's what got me into the fandom and back into Tumblr after years of major fan-girl inactivity. That was 6 months ago. The insanity has abated a little bit now that I'm running short on fuel but it's still ongoing.

This biographical sports film written by Peter Morgan (The Crown) centers on the rivalry between Formula One drivers James Hunt and Niki Lauda in the 70s. Not a fan of F1 or sports in general—nothing against either, just zero interest—but this character-driven film, much like Ford vs Ferrari, had me at the edge of my seat the entire ride. And it surprisingly has one of the best meet-cutes and accidental wingmen I’ve seen yet.

Brühl delivers an Oscar-worthy performance in this role. For someone who needed a lot of convincing he could do the character justice, he truly went above and beyond. For one, he befriended and studied Lauda, the iconic F1 figure he was portraying. No easy feat considering Lauda being, well… Lauda.

In interviews, Brühl recounts the story of the memorable invite he got from Lauda to meet in Vienna. This would be their first meeting and Lauda told Brühl outright that he should only bring hand luggage so he can piss off if they don’t like each other.

He would end up staying a few days and buying additional clothes.

He also spent a month in Vienna to nail the accent, making sure to capture the arrogance and irony innate to it. And although he got driver training for the role, he also considered the tiniest details like which went on first: helmet or gloves? There was also the tricky business of looking graceful entering a tiny F1 car—a bigger challenge for Chris Hemsworth who plays Hunt—but an obstacle all the same.

All the hard work paid off. Rush was well-received by audiences, critics, and the F1 world. The first time Lauda saw the film he went, “Holy shit, that’s really me”. Lauda’s friends thought he did voiceover work for it. Director Ron Howard was so pleased with Brühl’s performance that he went out of his way to show an unfinished cut of the movie to the producers of The Fifth Estate (2013). This gracious act would land Brühl the co-lead role opposite Benedict Cumberbatch.

Now, 10 years later, he is shooting another film with Howard called Eden. It's a survival thriller with a star-studded cast that includes Jude Law, Ana de Armas, and Sydney Sweeney. In early 2024, he's also releasing Race For Glory: Audi vs. Lancia, another racing film, but this time with Burnt co-star Riccardo Scamarcio.

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Most of the text comes from this older, much longer post: The Best of Daniel Brühl

[ferrarilewis]

top 5 1980s races please :)))

adelaide 1986. the culmination of a four-way (now three-way) battle for the year's title between alain prost, ayrton senna, nelson piquet and nigel mansell, it was bound to be an exhilarating race as alain, nelson and nigel were super close to each other points-wise. as unpredictable as it was nail-biting, with elements such as keke rosberg trying to score a last win before his retirement, nigel's poor start from pole and tyre degradation, this was definitely not a snoozefest.

hungary 1988. this is a relatively underrated race (from what i've seen) but boy, what a blast! a chickenpox-stricken nigel mansell qualifying in p2 despite his illness, riccardo patrese and nigel giving ayrton hell in their (comparatively less powerful) williams for most of the race, alain charging through the field to try and overtake ayrton (which he very nearly did), thierry boutsen's powerful performance ... there's lots of things i like about this one. what a classic.

monza 1985. from senna’s scorching pole lap, and the increasing tensions between ferrari and mclaren pre-race, it was clear this was going to be an exciting battle on italian soil. during the race, nigel’s superb start, keke’s powerful driver, michele alboreto’s and stefan johansson’s eventual retirement, niki’s charge through the field, alain winning… it’s a race i don’t really see talked about more often, which is a shame.

kyalami 1982. this race was definitely one of the most interesting starts to the season, with niki lauda and didier pironi leading an iconic drivers’ strike a few days before the start of the grand prix. with the introduction of the turbo engines (and how other teams tried to combat it), the return of niki to f1 racing, and alain's charge from eighth on the grid (+ him being a lap down) to take the checkered flag made this a spectacular race.

silverstone 1987. nigel mansell and a race on home soil will always be something to watch! although he had to pit once despite the original arrangement of no pit-stops, which caused him to be 30 seconds behind nelson piquet, he broke the lap record 8 times while trying to overtake nelson, which he did, eventually. mansell-mania really was one hell of a drug, which was shown when enthusiastic brits swarmed nigel after the race. 

ask me my top five of anything!

[justforbooks]

Lauda remembered in tributes at sombre Monaco

Poignant tributes to Niki Lauda, including a solitary red baseball cap left hanging on his earphones peg, were all around the Mercedes team motorhome and their cars on Thursday morning as practice began for the Monaco Grand Prix.

On a dry and hazy morning in the Mediterranean principality, the cramped harborside paddock was in sombre mood as Formula One honored the Austrian, who died overnight Monday aged 70.

Like Mercedes, where he was a larger-than-life figure on the pit-wall as the team’s plain-speaking non-executive chairman, and Ferrari, with whom he won his first two championships, McLaren were also honoring the memory of the man and where he won his third drivers world title.

The Ferrari SF90 cars ran with a decal marking his time with them in the form of a replica graphic of his name as used on the side of the cars when he raced for the team from 1974 to 1977.

It was underlined in black as a sign of mourning.

Sebastian Vettel, the four-time champion who is a keen historian of the sport and was close to Lauda, wore a special helmet livery reflecting the famous red one the Austrian used in his racing career.

Mercedes marked the passing of the man who was instrumental in persuading Lewis Hamilton to join from McLaren with a red star, Lauda’s signature and a message of thanks ‘Danke Niki’ on their cars.

"As you can imagine, this is a very difficult time for the team, for all of us, and it is very difficult, most importantly, as a friend," said team boss and fellow-Austrian Toto Wolff.

"It’s not an easy situation to try to go back to racing especially not in Monaco with so much media attention.

"I am trying to keep it together emotionally in speaking about a friend. This is what matters most and what hurts the most. It is one thing that the world and the F1 community has lost the biggest icon, but it is totally different, and more difficult, to have lost a friend."

- 'Heart and soul' -

Speaking to reporters ahead of Thursday’s practice, Wolff asked the news media to respect the team’s emotions as they continued racing "as Niki would have wanted us to do nothing else".

"It’s so hard to talk about Niki, the icon in F1 that he was," he added.

"The biggest icon that we had. My emotions are so overwhelming as a friend. The 48 hours have been terrible. I feel like a zombie – I keep looking at the pictures and find myself with tears in my eyes every half hour because he’s not here anymore.

"This isn’t easy. There’s a huge black cloud and there is someone who is so dearly missed in this team and in F1. I feel we’ve lost the heart and soul of Formula One."

Vettel not only sported a near-replica Lauda helmet, but revealed also that, after learning of his friend’s lung transplant operation last year, he wrote a letter that he described as being “a great pleasure” and “full of fine words.”

Other teams including Red Bull, Toro Rosso and Haas carried tributes on their cars as championship leader and defending five-time champion Lewis Hamilton set the pace.

The Briton was excused from appearing at a routine pre-event news conference on Wednesday due to his emotional condition following Lauda’s death, his place being taken by Silver Arrows team-mate Valtteri Bottas.

The pair swapped fastest laps to stay ahead of the chasing pack as Mercedes sought to extend their record breaking run of five one-two season opening triumphs to six at this weekend’s classic blue riband street race.

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[bottledwaterweb-blog-blog]

2019 Monterey Motor Week from arthur von wiesenberger on Vimeo.

Monterey Motor Week is known for a number of things especially the Pebble Beach Concours d’Elegance. But other events also make the week exceptional including the Tour d’elegance , a morning journey that went from Pebble Beach to Carmel-by-the-Sea and back. Along the way fans lined the streets as they witnesses and heard this rolling museum of spectacular machines.

Behind the scenes the cars are polished up after the cruise. A rare Chrysler Le Baron Thunderbolt, belonging to an owner from Denver Colorado is one of only five.

A Ford GT 40 is the only aluminum body made. It currently lives in Indiana.

There was a rare 1913 blue Bugatti

A 1935 Packard 1204 Super 8 Coupe Roadster had a 150 horsepower L-Head straight eight engine. This streamlined Packard was styled by Count Alexis de Sakhnoffsky. This car is one of 11 known to survive - and one of three to have a rear mounted spare wheel.

Auctions are also a big part of Motor Week. Some of the most exciting and rarest cars were sold by Gooding & Company.

This 2005 Ferrari 575 Superamerica realized a price of $240,800

A 2018 Ferrari GTC4 Lusso 70th anniversary edition flew out the door at $417,800 … not a bad price for a stylish station wagon

This fun loving 1961 Fiat 600 Jolly with wicker seats and a canopy fringe sold for $156,800

For those in need of speed, Niki Lauda’s 1975 Ferrari 312T, the one he drove and ultimately won the 1975 Formula One Drivers Championship passed the finish line at the auction for $6 million.

A couple of Highway Patrol officers were looking at the 2015 Aston Martin Vulcan and when we asked if they could catch it they said, no way. “I’d just turn off my lights and turn around to go home”. This one didn’t sell at its $2million estimate so it turned around and went home too.

A 2007 Ferrari F430 Challenge race car sold for a bargain price of $72,800

But foreign exotics weren’t the only stars at Gooding. This 1963 Chevrolet Corvette Stingray Z06 Big Tank Split Window Coupe came with the factory “Special Performance Equipment” which performed well and sold for $588,000.

But the 2011 Ferrari 599 GTO didn't reach its $600,000 estimate.

This Porsche came with its original window sticker, a car sold by a dealership in Goleta, California called Trans World Auto. It was a good investment for someone.

Lamborghini’s first production model, the elegant 1965 350 GT, got an elegant price of $610,000.

But this 1997 Ferrari F50 didn’t reach its reserve and estimate of $2,800,000. Nor did this racing 1989 Jaguar XJR-10 at $1,500,000.

But this unusual strawberry metallic 1955 Mercedes- Benz 300 SL Gullwing did catch the eye of a buyer at $1,435,000 - -unrestored but a fine example of the original 64 year old car.

Other vintage and prewar cars, some that are boat tail roadsters, were stunning to look at even if they were mechanically challenging.

The 1986 Citroen Deux Chevaux Dolly sold for $28,000. Sacre Bleu, this was a real deal for this French cultural icon.

For a little fun, and little being the operative word, this 1959 BMW Isetta 300 sold beyond its estimate at $41,440.

For the buyer who wanted a Ferrari at a bargain this 1967 Ferrari 330 P2 sold for only $35,840.. But it was a 5/8 scale Ferrari designed for children.

A stunning 1958 Ferrari 250 GT Series 1 Cabriolet, originally belonging to Prince Alessandro Ruspoli in Rome, it was at the time the most expensive 250 GT and one of the most successful collaborations between Pinin Farina and Ferrari. It’s hammer price was $6,800,000.

Other classic post war cars were statements of their era. A particularly eye catching example was a 1948 Delahaye 135MS Cabriolet. It was one of 3 by Faget Varnet and was the Pebble Beach Concours d’Elegance Class Winner in 2008. It sold for $550,000.

Steve McQueen, an avid motorcycle and financier of the motorcycle classic movie, On Any Sunday, had this 1936 Indian Chief. Unrestored it was sold in the 1984 McQueen Estate Auction in Las Vegas. Asking $240,000 it is still available and open to offers.

A 2019 McLaren Senna, derived from McLaren’s 720S, has remarkable aerodynamics, a duel clutch, seven speed gearbox and a 4.0 liter twin turbocharged engine that produces 789 horsepower. Available at $1,500,000.

The 1953 Alfa Romeo 6C 3000 CM Superflow was one of the most advanced sports cars of the early 1950s. Only 8 were built making this a very rare car and available at $5.5 million.

The 1958 Ferrari 250 GT Tour de France Berlinetta, one of 36, sold for $5,100,00.

The Gooding auction made a number of records thanks in part to the charming auctioneering talents of Charlie Ross who has also been an antique expert on numerous BBC programs. One of the records set was for the unique Czechoslovakian 1938 Tatra T77A Limousine which sold for $412,000, a pinnacle of prewar design. The Gooding auction realized more than $76 million sold and 17 of the cars sold over the $1 mark.

[zandvoorts]

hi! here’s a list of f1 drivers from the 50s/60s/70s that are still alive!

50s

Stirling Moss (yes I realize he is a dick)

60s:

Jackie Stewart

Jacky Ickx

Hans Herrmann

Tony Brooks

Roger Penske

Jim Hall

Mario Andretti

Richard Attwood

Bob Bondurant

Jackie Oliver

70s

Derek Bell

Emerson Fittipaldi

David Walker

Vic Elford

Carlos Reutemann

Jody Scheckter

Andrea de Adamich

John Watson

Jochen Mass

David Hobbs

Alan Jones

Keke Rosberg (Who is, yes, a 70’s driver)

Bobby Rahal

Nelson Piquet

Niki Lauda, while an icon and a testament to the strength and determination of drivers who he had been surrounded by, was not the last of a generation. This is only a small fraction of drivers who are still alive, I tried to pick names that I think would be more noticeable.

Even then, all of these drivers fought those absolute monsters of a car. For them to be able to race and win is incredible. It doesn’t matter if they won or not or scored points. Back then, being an F1 driver, surviving and being able to finish a race was enough to call yourself a true driver.

[mickstart]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE!!!!!!!! U are an icon in the f1 community and I love ur posts dearly 💕🥰😘🏎

Sobbing THANK YOU BELOVED!!!! every single time I see you on my dash I'm like "oh my beloved mutual, Niki Lauda" plz never go away or change your icon you are vital to this site being fun