#pato THE ROAD

[nico-di-genova]

The accelerating, both hands off the wheel, eyes off the road while he’s sniffing the damn dog. He’s deranged actually.

[fernypaw]

LIBEREN COYOTE VS ACME!!!!!

[alasarys]

Quien Magazine – January 2024

[oh-look-its-a-sideblog]

every time I see the little Rocky sticker on Pato's helmet:

[masterandapprentice]

I'm in tears!!!! 😭

Pato used a special sticker on his helmet with the image of his beloved dog Rocky this weekend (practice, qualy and race)

Unfortunately, he posted a few days ago, on his Instagram, that they had just lost Rocky ):

Isn't that beautiful? Sorry, is just that I understand pretty well the feeling of losing a special member of the family and that's hard, really hard and Even more when you're not ground to say goodbye 💔

Hugs for Pato ❤️

[hertwood]

Indycar Championship Progression so far (St. Petersburg-Road America)

Formula 1 Version

All 2023 Graphs

[driveforfive]

pato 7th but rossi 19th 😔

[incorrectquoteslooneytuneslatino]

Wile E. Coyote: ¡¿Tú tienes un plan?!

Bugs: Si…

Wile E. Coyote: Para empezar, me copias de cuando dije que tenía un plan.

Bugs: ¡No es cierto! Lo dicen todo el tiempo. No estoy diciendo una frase única.

Wile E. Coyote: En segunda, es imposible que tengas un plan.

Bugs: Si tengo… parte de un plan.

Lucas: ¿Qué porcentaje de plan tienes?

Lola: ¡Tú no tienes derecho a cuestionar después de tu disparate, Lucas!

Lucas: Ayude a salvar a Bugs.

Bugs: Ya establecí que destruir la nave conmigo dentro no es salvarme.

Lucas: ¿Y cuándo lo estableciste?

Bugs: ¡Hace 3 segundos!

Lucas: No escuche, tenía otra cosa en la mente.

Lola: Oh…

Wile E. Coyote: Ella tiene razón, ya deja de opinar. ¿Qué porcentaje?

Bugs: No lo sé, 12%.

Wile E. Coyote: ¡¿Doce por ciento?! ¡JAJAJAJA!

Bugs: Que falsa tu risa.

Wile E. Coyote: ¡Es sincera!

Bugs: Es risa falsa.

Wile E. Coyote: ¡Es la risa más sincera, auténtica e histérica que he producido en mi vida! ¡Porque ese no es un plan!

Lola: Apenas es un concepto.

Bugs: ¡¿Te pones de su lado?!

Correcaminos: Beep, beep…

Wile E. Coyote: ¡¿Y qué si es mejor que el 11%?! ¿Qué tiene que ver eso con esto?

Bugs: Gracias CC, gracias. ¿Eh…? Correcaminos es el único que sí entiende las cosas.

Fuente: Guardianes de la Galaxia (2014)

[aaron04jpg]

Indycar crash course

(For this all I’m just going to use 2024 as an example)

I hope this is helpful feel free to ask any questions!!

1. Teams/drivers

* There is no limit on how few or many drivers can race for a single team.

* Most teams have 3 cars but some have as low as 2 and others have as high as 5

* Drivers don’t have numbers, the cars/teams do (ex: David is car #66 but will change to #41 when he changes to Aj Foyt racing)

* Additional Teams/drivers will come in for the Indy 500

2. Circuits

* circuit types – from road and street circuits to short ovals (one mile or less) and long ovals, often referred to as superspeedways.

* From what I have seen most Indycar drivers like/prefer ovals

3. Chassis and engines

* Dallara is the exclusive chassis supplier for INDYCAR. The chassis is made of carbon fibre, Kevlar and other composites, and weighs approximately 770 kg.

* Chevrolet and Honda are the two engine manufactures in the series and supply competitors

4. Tyres

* Like Formula 1, INDYCAR has a sole tyre supplier. But instead of Pirelli rubber, INDYCAR uses Firestone.

* Firestone provides three types of tyres for road and street courses, and one for ovals. On road and street courses, there is the ‘primary’ black tyre. The ‘alternate’ red tyre is a softer compound that allows for higher speeds but wears faster. A grey sidewall tyre is used in wet weather conditions.

* On ovals, only the ‘primary’ black tyre is used and if the rain falls at this type of circuit, Indy cars will not take to the track.

5. Aeroscreen

* In Formula 1, the teams have the halo. In INDYCAR, the aeroscreen is a ballistic, canopy-like windscreen anchored by titanium framework surrounding the cockpit.

6. Race weekend format

* The format of race weekends changes from race to race, however the most common is that Friday consists of two practice sessions – one in the morning and one in the afternoon.

* On Saturday, there is a morning practice session followed by qualifying in the afternoon.

* Sunday is race day and it begins with a warm-up session at road and street courses. However, on oval circuits there is no warm-up session.

7. Pit Stops

* Unlike Formula 1 where 16 team members assist during a pit-stop, just seven members of each INDYCAR team are permitted go ‘over the wall’ to execute a pit-stop.

* Team members include: four tyre changers, a fueler, a person responsible for the air jack (to raise the car to change the tyres) and an aeroscreen assistant to clean or pull a ‘tear-off’ from screen to help the driver’s vision.

* Each crew member is required wear a firesuit and helmet for protection.

* Indy cars refuel at each stop and drivers pit depending on the length of the track. In the 10 seconds it takes to fuel the car, all four tyres are changed.

8. Point scoring

* Points are awarded for all finishing positions in INDYCAR.

* First – 50 points, second – 40, third – 35, fourth – 32, fifth – 30, sixth – 28, and so on, going down to just five points for the lowest finishing position in the field.

* Bonus points are awarded for: pole position – 1 point, leading at least one race lap – 1 point, and most race laps led – 2 points.

* For the Indianapolis 500 and the final race of the season, points are doubled in those races.

TEAMS (as of end 2024 season)

1. AJ Foyt Racing

* 14 Santino Ferrucci

* 41 Sting Ray Robb

2. Andretti Global

* 26 Colton Herta

* 27 Kyle Kirkwood (logan’s friend !!)

* 28 Marcus Ericsson

3. Arrow McLaren

* 5 Pato O’Ward (McLaren reserve driver)

* 7 Alex Rossi

* 6 Nolan Siegel

4. Chip Ganassi Racing

* 8 Linus Lundqvist

* 9 Scott Dixon

* 10 Álex Paluo Montalbo

* 4 Kyffin Simpson

5. Dale Coyne Racing

* 51 Katherine Legge

* 18 Jack Harvey

6. Ed Carpenter Racing

* 20 Christian Rasmussen

* 20 Ed Carpenter (ovals only)

* 21 Rinus Veekay

7. Juncos Hollinger Racing

* 77 Romain Grosjean

* 78 Conor Daly

8. Meyer Shank Racing

* 66 David Malukas

* 60 Felix Rosenqvist

9. Rahal Letterman Lanigan Racing

* 15 Graham Rahal

* 45 Christian Lundgaard

* 30 Pietro Fittipaldi

10. Team Penske

* 2 Josef Newgarden

* 3 Scott McLaughlin (twt icon)

[skeletoninthemelonland]

hey are you doing ok? cause like half of Brazil is all flooded and I'm hoping you're doing alright

The floods are happening on the extreme south of the country, in the state of Rio Grande do Sul, where I live.

Luckily for me and a few families, the water has not reached our houses and it has barely began to flow through Laguna dos Patos and into the sea. The thing is, truck drivers don't have access to main road tracks because they've been blocked, and most families don't get their supplies.

The water levels haven't reached their peak where i live, but in the town next to mine they're high enough to force families out of their homes and stay at their relatives' houses or seek public shelters.

it's only the beginning, because if this has happened once, it WILL happen again and much worse than the last.

[whorekneecentral]

Snow Storm

Pato O'Ward x Fem!Reader

Warnings: pato doesn't listen, snow storms, getting stranded, car troubles, reader's mad at him and will lowkey let him freeze, teasing, it's giving dom!pato for like 0.2 seconds, oral (f!receiving), lowkey blackmail, penetrative sex (P in V), creampie.

Word Count: 1,729

Author's Note: this is for the six pato fans out there, I hope y'all like this one :)

merry smutmas series

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Your boyfriend insists the roads are fine to drive despite the massive incoming snow storm; as someone who grew up in cold weather, you knew better. yet, there you were stuck on the side of the road with him in the snow. 

"Do you seriously have to go right now?" You asked him, leaning over from your spot on the bed.

Your boyfriend nods, "yes, because if I leave it back - I won't finish wrapping it. Plus, it's a week before Christmas, the wrapping paper might be sold out."

Rolling your eyes, you sit up properly. "Pato, don't be ridiculous. They're not gonna run out of wrapping paper."

"You never know!" He huffed, arms flung in the air like a child.

You and Pato had returned to your home town to spend Christmas with your family before heading up to Mexico to join his family for New Year. It had been snowing on and off since you got home a few days ago but it really came down last night. Most of the roads were a disaster but Pato was insistent on getting this stupid wrapping paper.

"The roads are going to be a mess, babe. Can we not just go tomorrow?" You asked him but the man was already getting up, grabbing his hoodie off the end of your bed.

"Please," he shrugs you off, "I drive race cars, a little snow ain't nothing to a driver like me."

You can't help but laugh at his dramatics; you grew up in the snow, you know how brutal it can be to get stuck out there and yet, you stupidly follow him down the staircase and to the car.

Pato takes the side street the two of you had taken many times before. See, you lived in a small town in the middle of basically nowhere. When it snowed, people tended to stay indoors but they did plow the roads, but only the main ones took priority. This meant that the road you were on was one of the last to be plowed yesterday and had yet to be plowed today.

With the snow coming down on top of what had already fallen that morning, the mountain of snow piled up along the sides of the road. Pato's focused on the road but as he turns to go over the hill before getting into town, the wheel stops moving. He can hear the grinding, the wheels spinning but it's stuck in something.

You look over at the man, "are you kidding me right now?"

"Wha-" he sighs, "I'll go check." He tells you, pulling the hood over his head as he steps out of the car.

When he opens the door, you shiver. You had not only followed him out of the house but you were wearing sweats and a hoodie, that was nowhere close to enough to keep you warm.

"So," he says as he gets back into the car, looking over at you with a tight lipped smile. "We're stuck."

"Yeah, no shit Sherlock." You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

"Okay, so I can push the car out-" he says but you stop him, waving him off. "There's no point, you won't make it over the hill and there's too much snow to make it back to the house right now."

His brows furrow, looking over at you. "So what? We're just stuck here?"

"Yeah, for now at least." You pick up your phone and text your sister, letting her know you two are stuck and if she could please call the roadside assistance. Pato sat quietly, not wanting to annoy you further; after all, you did suggest to wait until tomorrow.

"We're here for at least another 3 hours," you tell him, "she says they're gonna clear the roads and then come this way."

The man nods, staring out the window as you unbuckled, shifting in your seat to climb into the back. He looks at you, confused and you pat the spot next to you. "If we're gonna be stuck for 3 hours, we can at least be warm. Come cuddle."

He climbs over the seat, clinging to you the moment he gets into the backseat. While you were cold, you were used to this weather so it wasn't so bad but for Pato, it was as if you had shipped him off to Antarctica. He's shivering, trying to get as close to you as possible; he wonders if you'd let him get into your sweater with you.

You can't help but laugh at the sight of your boyfriend. He huffs, looking up at you. "What?"

"I told you not to come out today." You laughed and he rolled his eyes. "How rude? Don't roll your eyes at me."

"Or what?"

"Or I'll move and let you freeze to death." You tell him and Pato smiles, sitting up a bit. "You won't."

It's your turn to roll your eyes now, moving away from your boyfriend towards the door. Pato ignores your theatrics and moves closer to you again, cuddling into your side. You don't move nor do you react, you simply ignore the man.

Pato holds back the urge to roll his eyes, his lips pressed to your jaw and moves down to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses behind. "C'mon mi amor, I'm sorry."

You ignore the man, not answering him. You'd move away again but if you move another further, you'd end up outside of the car.

He huffs, "fine, if you won't help me warm up, I'll warm myself up." His hand moves from your thigh to the hem of your sweats, shoving his hand down the front.

"Pato!" You laughed, grabbing his wrist. He smiles, "oh so that got your attention?"

"You mean you shoving your freezing hand down my pants? Yeah," you laughed but the man doesn't move his hand- at least not in the way you meant. His fingers rubbed over your panties, he can feel how warm you are, how wet you were.

"Something's got you worked up?" He asks and you ignore him question, your bottom lip pulled between your teeth as you try not to moan.

Pato's fingers worked slowly, pulling your panties to the side to rub on your clit and you let out a little whimper - by accident of course.

He figured there had to be a fast way to get you to forgive him. He moves his hand away and you give him a look, one he knows too well - why'd you do that. "I know," he tells you, "I'm sorry babe, one second." He pulls you by your hips to lay on the bed seat, your Uggs on the floor as he reaches for your sweats, pulling them off.

"How is this gonna make me warm?" You grumbled, an arm over your face.

"Shut up, will you?" He glances up to you, repositioning himself between your legs.

His hands rub over your thighs and despite his hands being freezing, it felt like every nerve in your body was on fire. Eventually, his hand ends up right where it previously was - exactly where you wanted it.

You let out a breath when you feel his lips on your thigh, soft kisses being peppered across the surface of your inner thigh. Your head falls back against the seat when you feel his tongue on you, he’s yet to move your panties and you're already a mess.

He finally does, smiling to himself “Fuck-” you breathe, fingers tangled in his hair.

Pato glances up at you, his nose brushes against your clit and he doesn't miss the sound coming out of your mouth or the way your hips jut towards him.

"Pato," you whined, pulling on his hair when he stopped for a moment. He chuckles, "do you forgive me?" He asked, a hand running up the side of your thigh.

You propped yourself up on your elbows, looking at the man. "What?"

"Say you forgive me and I'll give you whatever you want, corazón."

"Fine," you huffed, "I forgive you." You tell him quickly, pulling him back to you. Pato laughs, his face buried between your legs once again.

Your thighs squeeze around his face; he'd die a happy man right there.

You can't wait any longer, you need him in every sense of the word. Pulling your boyfriend up, he kisses you when he meets your face and you can taste yourself on him, the two of you shuffling around a bit. Pato's sitting now, his own pants pulled down half over his thighs and you're on top of him, straddling him.

He lets you sink down onto his cock. Both of you letting out a satisfied sigh, your hands gripping on his shoulders as you set the pace.

He lets out a groan when you clench around him, his hands squeezing your bare thighs, red finger prints on your skin. Pato's face buried in the crook of your neck.

Your hand tangles in his hair, pulling his head back so you can kiss him. You kiss all over his face, Pato cheeks red from the blush forming on his cheeks.

He loves when you love on him like that.  

“You’re so good for me,” you mumble against his cheek, rocking your hips back and forth. “Mmm there,” you breathe, chest pressed to his. His lips find the base of your neck, he bites down softly before kissing up to your jaw.

Pato's arms wrapped around you, holding you close as you bounced on his lap. The two of you are tangled together, not sure where one of you ends and the other starts. The windows are steamy, you're no longer freezing but instead, you were sweating.

"C'mon, just like that pretty girl," he edges you on, lifting his hips to meet you halfway.

“My pretty girl, so good for me.” He whispers into the silence.

You pull him down onto you, his chest pressed to yours and your hand rests on his cheek. Your boyfriend kissing you and with a few sloppy thrusts, you feel yourself being pushed over the edge.

He groans, feeling you clench around him and he follows behind you, now coming down from his own high.

The two of you clinging onto each other, his hands slip under the back of your sweater and you giggle, bucking forward on his lap which makes him groan.

"Don't do that," he tells you and you roll your eyes, "then don't tickle me!"

Pato laughs, pulling you in for a kiss. "Warm now?"

"Sweating," you huffed, smiling against his lips.

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[triplefrontierbabe]

Pato O’Ward smau

pairing: f! reader x Pato O’Ward

warnings: use of yn

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yourusername summer break = chasing around a man child & off road adventures with the girls

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norbidacorgi and give me treats!

↳ yourusername anything for you norbi <3

elbaoward 🤣🤣🤣 sounds about right

davidmalukas sorrows, sorrows, prayers

↳ yourusername 🙏🙏

alexanderrossi poor thing. you, not pato

↳ patriciooward hey 😪

patriciooward guys don’t let her fool you, she’s having a lot of fun with me!

↳ yourbestfriend weird bc i got a text saying you didn’t wanna play mermaids with her 🤨

5patofan5 would it kill her to be grateful once in a while?????

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patriciooward summa break!!!!!!!!!!

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arrowmclaren a well deserved break! ☀️

yourusername “babe does this angle make me look ripped?”

↳ patofan5 not yn outing him 😂😂

norbidacorgi I luv having my dad home

elbaoward maybe next time use sunscreen?

↳ yourusername I tried to tell him 🫠

↳ alexanderrossi he never listens to anyone

kellmoss omg the first pic😍 you cuties!!

↳ yourusername im actually obsessed with it 🥹

indycarlover I’m living for the yn and Pato beach content

indycarwagtea cutest couple???????

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yourusername chi town🏙️🍕🌳

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yourbestfriend come back home, the kids miss you

↳ yourusername omw

patriciooward wow my hair looks so good

↳ yourusername walk home.

↳ patriciooward 😧😧😧 unprovoked??

↳ davidmalukas you can come stay with me, don’t worry

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↳ yourusername only if I can be you 😽

elbaoward my babiesssss I adore you two

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patriciooward summer break randomness in Chicago I guess

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alexanderrossi this guy can not pass by a mirror without taking a selfie

davidmalukas no visit???

frosenqvist Chicago pizza >>

conordaly22 thanks for the update 🙏

yourusername I was not prepared for that last pic… 🥵

↳ yourbestfriend girl get up!!!

↳ yourusername girl I’m trying!!!

↳ patosmumberonefan girl I don’t think any of us were prepared tbh

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yourusername when he says he wants ice cream, you get him ice cream 🍦

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elbaoward always gotta keep the baby happy

↳ yourusername you really aren’t wrong 😭

yourbestfriend sorry I’m just mesmerized by your hair

↳ yourusername would you believe it that pato did it?!

kellmoss second pic looks straight out of a fairy tale

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patitofan I love how yn always posts the goofiest pics of pato

indy500islyfe Indycar driver diet where??

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yourusername no pic creds? wow.

↳ alexanderrossi wow pato

↳ kellmoss pato you always credit your girl

lungaardofficial got enough to share?

frosenqvist got enough toppings?

↳ patriciooward never

arrowmclaren pato 🤝 ice cream

norbidacorgi save me some!

f1indycarwags so glad I saw yn’s post for the other pic

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[patito-oward]

Can you write pato x reader where the reader’s family just really loves him and is always hinting at him to propose and it’s just super sweet

I didn’t die, I’ve just been sooo busy with work and school, but things are beginning to slow down. At the very least I’m on vacation for a week around Thanksgiving and will write a lot then.

You’ve known Pato for about as long as you can remember. Your brother grew up karting against him and you were best friends with Elba. The siblings of those who carted together were pretty close, all traveling to the same races and hanging out with each other there.

Even though you were only a year older than him, Pato was always just Elba’s little brother to you, and then he started moving around Latin America and Europe and your brother stayed in North America. That was until he started racing for the Mazda Road to Indy and you started to realize how much he’d grown up, both of you had, but he was so different now. You saw him a lot while there with your brother, and you began to spend more and more time with him. Before you knew it you were falling hopelessly for him.

You’d now been together for over five years, and everything is as perfect as possible. Beside Pato being an incredible racer and the most perfect boyfriend, he’s extremely close with your family.

Him and your brother ended up becoming a rookie in Indy the same year as Pato, and the three of you would travel to all of the races together. When you would go to dinner at your parents, they absolutely doted on him every minute of the day. If he’d won a race recently your mom would have a celebration desert waiting for him, and your dad would always tell him he wants no one else for his daughter.

Your younger cousins all loved him, making him play soccer with them for hours.

When you’re at a family reunion your family can’t get enough of him. He’s just barely gotten to sit down from playing with your cousins when your aunts and uncles begin bombarding him. Asking when he’s going to propose, and when you’ll start a family of your own. You smile to yourself as he gets flustered by the question, turning red in the face.

As he tries to laugh the questions off, and desperately searches for a new topic, you look down at your hands in your lap and begin to play with the ring on your right hand. It feels weird there, you’ve already grown accustomed to its spot on your left hand. You see a faint tan line where your fourth finger meets the knuckle, probably from the week you spent at Punta De Mita right after he proposed.

You decided to put him out of his misery. Switching your ring to its rightful spot and holding up your hand, “He actually proposed last week.”

Your family erupts into cheers and immediately begins hugging both of you, saying they’re so excited he’ll officially be part of the family.

[driveforfive]

pato get up there my guy

[incorrectquoteslooneytuneslatino]

Correcaminos: (corre al rededor del estadio y le quita sus cosas al público)

Sam Bigotes: ¡Mi billetera!

Abuelita: ¡Mi reloj!

Lucas: ¡Mis pantalones!

Tina: Pero tú viniste sin pantalones.

Lucas: ¡Cierto!

Fuente: Los padrinos mágicos (2001 ~ 2017)

[nico-di-genova]

Not a thought behind his pretty little eyes.