#other cars are yes closer but rb19 is still the same car

[maxemilianver]

people who watch f1 with no knowledge and just pure vibes are really enjoying themselves with thinking that this result in singapore is rb's downfall. lets sit down and talk a bit since a lot of people are worried as well.

oh be worried because i do not think rb is going anywhere. max also said so, sim already showed that this week was gonna be bad and suzuka will be good. and this week wasnt even THAT bad comparing the fact that mercedes was the fastest car and max was matching their times on both tyres. rb just got unlucky with qualifying and safety cars in a track which is hard to overtake but it is what it is. we move on.

anyways lets come back to why rb was so bad at singapore. i believe true reason is the ride height of the car being lifted. rb19 rides so close to the ground and it is a problem for a bumpy street track like a singapore.

the cars all have planks under the floor, if the car is so low, it causes wear to the plank. when the race ends they weight the cars, if the weight is lower due to plank wearing out, they get disqualified. i suspect that rb lifted the car, just like alfa romeo did (bottas talked about this directly) and it caused a lot of grip/rear issues on a track which rb19 werent gonna excell at anyways. this isnt something new for this track anyways, in spa, both bulls had to lift in eu rouge to not wear the plank.

anyways, there are also people who think that rb was using flexi wings and they got nerfed by the new td rules. max and horner said so many times that they didnt change anything on the car. rb never had flexi wings or floor anyways. the power of rb19 comes from its suspension allowing team to adjust ride height as low as possible to get better aero under the car and it comes alive in fast tracks and fast corners. the car is still good, no need to be delulu.

[onboardsorasora]

Max putting on a random f1 race because Daniel loves racing and not realizing that it’s from a season Daniel raced in so like maybe end of 2011

And baby Daniel is just like “is that me??” all wide eyed and shocked

Another pair that just proves that we all share the same brain and I love that for us!!!!

De-Aged Daniel | De-Aged Daniel Pt2 | De-Aged Daniel Pt3 | De-Aged Daniel Pt 4 | De- Aged Daniel Pt 5 | De-Aged Daniel Part 6 | De-Aged Daniel Part 7 | De-Aged Daniel Part 8

“Do you want to watch a race?” Max looked over from where he was cutting bits of apples and watermelons into shapes. He remembered how much Luka and Lio enjoyed the snack. 

Little Daniel looked up from where he was colouring at the countertop– Max had worried it was too high but Little Daniel had begged to watch him and pinky promised to be still. So far he had been truthful. “Can we wash one of- of RedBull?” Little Daniel asked sweetly, his big eyes trained on Max’s.

Max bit back his smirk, satisfied that he had officially won the war against Ferrari. Little Daniel hadn’t wanted to take the race suit off and it took calling up Grace to get a promise out of him to wear other clothes. The other clothes in question ended up being versions of RedBull tshirts. Max wasn’t complaining, navy always looked good on Daniel.

“Of course we can.” Max cleaned up his workstation and lifted Little Daniel in his arms. Little Daniel clutched at his colouring supplies and giggled when Max made a show of slowly bending over to grab his fruits. 

They settled in front of the television, Little Daniel munched on his fruits and continued to colour his race car while Max chose a race for them to watch. 

Little Daniel watched rapt as the race started, before running around the living room– zooming and vrooming as he mimicked the cars going around the corners. There was a crash on the screen and Little Daniel gasped before covering his mouth.

“Oh!!!” He looked over at Max in shock, pointing to the chaos on the screen. “Maxy they cwash!”

“They did!” Max gasped exaggeratedly, watching as the marshalls pushed the cars off track. He remembered the race well, remembered how ready he was to get going again.

As Max anticipated, it was simply impossible to keep Little Daniel’s attention on the race for its entirety, so he helped him colour and gave him piggyback rides, pretending to be the RB19 flying past all the other cars on the grid.

Little Daniel giggled loudly, shrieking when Max started to spin after ‘clipping a barrier’. They played until Little Daniel yawned and fell asleep against Max’s side. Max tucked his hair behind his ears and let the commentary continue to wash over him.

Little Daniel awoke slowly, scrubbing at his eyes while he stretched.

“Would you like some water?” Max asked, looking over from his phone. He felt Little Daniel’s face brush his arm as he nodded.

“Yes pwease.” His accent was rounder while his tongue was heavy with sleep. Max made a soft noise before standing from the couch to get the requested water.

He walked back into the living room to see Little Daniel staring intently at the tv. The podium ceremony had started and Max watched as a younger version of himself and an older one of Daniel giggle with each other. He watched Little Daniel’s face to see if there was anything, any recognition.

“Maxy das you!” Little Daniel looked back at him, pointing to the screen excitedly and Young Max collected his P2 trophy. Little Daniel watched quietly as Older Daniel accepted his P1 and lifted it into the air, he bit his little palm.

“Whose that?” Max asked softly, pausing the screen on Older Daniel’s face. He knelt by the couch to be closer to Little Daniel’s eyeline.

“Das.. me?” Little Daniel asked barely looking away from the screen to look at Max who nodded. 

“That’s you.” Max confirmed. Little Daniel watched the screen a little bit longer and Max wondered what was going on in his head, he began twisting his hands together. “You won the race.”

“I won?” Little Daniel’s eyes widened impossibly, his mouth dropped open in shock.

“You were the fastest.” Max nodded, Little Daniel looked over at him in awe.

“I was da fastest.” His lips pulled backwards in a wide grin. “I WAS DA FASTESTS!” Little Daniel started zooming around the room, screaming his vrooming revs. Max grinned happily, there was no greater feeling than this.