#storm lap

[herohimbowhore]

Sunset Lap vs. Storm Lap: A Dichotomy Between Two Drivers

Something that's been running in my mind a lot is how we view drivers and events in Formula 1. There are a few ways we can go about it, with the two main ones being the imagery and the stats.

Imagery, in my opinion, is so important in Formula 1. In a sport where things change every year and no true stats or comparisons across teams/eras exist, it is the imagery that people remember.

Rubens Barrichello and Michael Schumacher crossing the finish line just 0.011 seconds apart in Indianapolis 2002. Sebastian Vettel on his knees and bowing to his Red Bull after he won the World Championship. Lewis Hamilton with the Brazilian flag wrapped around him. Lewis Hamilton, Fernando Alonso, and Sebastian Vettel doing donuts together at the end of the 2018 Abu Dhabi Grand Prix. The two Ferraris driving past a broken-down Red Bull.

The imagery is important in not only what we remember, but also in how we think of drivers.

Images of Charles Leclerc's 2022 Austin sunset lap and Max Verstappen's 2023 Brazil storm lap will go down as iconic Formula 1 images.

But, the images can also play into how we perceive the two drivers. Sunset vs Storm. Leclerc vs Verstappen. Ferrari vs Red Bull.

There is a visible dichotomy between Charles Leclerc and Max Verstappen through the images of their laps.

Sunsets hold many meanings across literature, cultures, and art. In most cases, the sunset represents the completion of a cycle. The setting sun brings an end to a day. Often times it is attributed to the ending of something - life, laws, a journey, etc.

But other than that sunsets are also a thing of beauty. A moment in time when a golden shine settles over the earth and everything is bathed in that glow. It is the boundary between the bright skies of the day and the darkness of night. They also represent the beauty of the world.

Storms, just like sunsets, can mean many things based on how you would like to interpret them. Oftentimes, the connection to storms isn't very pleasant. Filled with thoughts of fear and impending doom. In gothic literature, storms are often seen as harbingers of doom. Foreshadowing the inevitable.

Where sunsets bathe everything in a fleeting, golden light; storms bathe everything in a lasting darkness. A destruction of nature as rain pelts everything in sight. While storms are typically destructive, they have an ability to cleanse

So how can this be used to explain the dichotomy in Charles Leclerc and Max Verstappen?

The imagery in these laps exemplify how we as fans see the two drivers.

On one hand, we have Charles: il predestinato, il principe, the sun of Maranello. And on the other hand, we have Max: mad Max, the Dutch Lion, Super Max.

That's two very different types of nicknames/monikers that follow these drivers who grew up racing together.

Sunsets align with the image that has been created around Charles Leclerc. Beautiful, golden, and an expected end to the championship drought at Ferrari. He is the sun of Maranello that shines over the Scuderia. The predestined prince that will bring back glory to Maranello. Born in Monaco, raised in Maranello, Charles Leclerc is who the Tifosi have set their hopes on. Chanting "Oh Leclerc portaci il mondiale" (oh Leclerc bring up the world championship." There is no doubt that the kid who grew up with Ferrari backing, the first FDA driver to make it to Ferrari, will be the one to end the years-long drought that Ferrari has faced. When Charles did his sunset lap, we saw how he will be remembered by Ferrari and the Tifosi no matter how his career progresses, a golden moment in time. A driver who gave his all to the Scuderia and bled rosso corsa, a tifoso at heart. And when Charles Leclerc wins a championship, then he'll be the sun setting on a championship drought that has lasted well over a decade now.

Whereas, the storm is the perfect imagery for Max Verstappen and how he's made his mark on the sport. Destructive, a sign of doom, fear, inevitability, and change. Max Verstappen came into the sport so young and so many questioned if he should even have his seat. And in those early days, he made a name for himself. He was bold in the maneuvers he made, reckless some might even say. Mad Max, as said by so many of the 2010s drivers. He had Nico Rosberg terrified. Given a good car that didn't have reliability issues, everyone knew what Max Verstappen could do and the potential he held to bring Red Bull the championship. And he did do that, ending the Mercedes/Lewis dominance and starting the Red Bull/Max dominance. In 2023, as Max did a qualifying lap as a storm brew, shrouding the track in darkness, we saw a hint of how Max will be remembered. The inevitability, the man who took Formula 1 by storm and made his mark.

So imagery is very important in how we think of the drivers and the narratives that follow them. Should there be documentaries made of these drivers in years to come, it will be images like these that will be used to show who they were as drivers.

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Currently cleaning out my drafts and found this little essay of me rambling on about imagery in F1. I hope it made some sense

[ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously]

ever lovely, wonderful, and most talented miss/mr anonymous what are ur thoughts on drawing satoshoko in this way 👀? (if u graciously decide to take this request on pls pls pls choose the 1st one 😭)

I had a sketch started a while ago that I never finished. It's not exactly what you asked for but I hope you still like it. I'm glad i picked it up again, I'm a sucker for clingy!Satoru and I think if anybody would let Gojo relax like that without finding him annoying or obnoxious it would be Shoko

[kaz2y5baby]

Does anyone have photos of Max doing his storm lap in brazil 2023? I found a couple of Charles doing his Cota lap, but none of Max's

[arcadiabaytornado]

I LOVE this screenshot because it embodies the conversation Dream William and Chloe have about fire in Episode 2: "Don't pretend you're not mesmerized, too. You're so drawn to it, you don't even realize the danger. Fire blinds us, just like darkness. But darkness blinds with absence. With loss." Chloe: "What does fire blind with?" William: "Beauty."

If you look in the back of the screenshot above you can see that Rachel is literally standing in darkness until she lights the fire. But that's literally. Metaphorically, she is standing in the loss of trust in her Father. She is being blinded by the pain she feels toward his actions and how they have irrevocably changed the way she feels toward him.

That's why she initially light's up the photo of him and her on the mountain, and let's it burn away in a controlled flame.

But Rachel is someone who is drawn to beauty, not absence. That's why she so badly wants to escape Arcadia Bay and find what more lies out there. Because she craves light and passion, not something dark and still.

That craving is what I believe lead her to kicking over the trash can and turning a controlled flame into a raging blaze. She would rather be blinded by fire than darkness. Or in other more metaphorical yet probably more accurate words, she'd rather be blinded by beauty than absence, even if that beautiful light is just as a smokescreen hiding a dark night behind it.

[freshpercyjacksonharrypotterduck]

Midnight rain x lestappen

Charles Leclerc sunset lap🤝max verstappen storm lap

[idiot-is-yapping]

Source

[stormbreaker-290]

M y

Bel oved

[stromuprisahat]

If Mal could still love me, then there was still hope.

Siege and Storm- Chapter 20

The real horror of Alina's Mal-shifting dream starring the Darkling, is actually the Malyen-part.

This makes me physically sick.

Alina values herself so little a possibility of a shred of his attention is worth constant fighting, cheating, humiliation and being left to her own devices whenever an obstacle appears.

The end of the second book, and Alina's world stands and falls with conditional attention of one (1) shitty guy.

Not to mention what she doubts here, is her worthiness. Her own value.

Isn't it sad? Alina isn't only focused on a single goal- getting Malyen "back". She has to persuade herself it's what she wants.

She is the one taking action as usual.

She ~needs~ to see his face... because she knows it's not there?

Alina's upset, but she's hardly as disgusted with Malyen for HIS ACTIONS than with herself for a fucking dream of being WANTED.

[lumiilys]

Ed having nightmares about not being able to find Stede anywhere. He’s nowhere in the inn or their little garden. There’s a horrible storm raging outside, the inn is cold and dark and lonely, and Ed can’t tell if stede has been swallowed up by the storm or if a wave got him or if stede was even ever there in the first place! Maybe he was alone the whole time?

[shrimpleasthat77]

I think it’s weird that snakes can swim. Like if one creature couldn’t swim it’d be them. Orochimaru shouldn’t be able to swim either, he’s enough of a menace on land. Aside from my own personal opinions…it’s orochimaru sopping wet….Who doesn’t want that.

[dark-elf-writes]

For EOTS au: Fem!Hawks

Fem Hawks could be her own whole thing in general but the idea of her and Dabi having a mutually antagonistic relationship where Hawks flirts with Izumi and Dabi tries to make her into fried chicken does have its appeal

[more-relics]

David Gilmour on lap steel guitar Jedson Blonde. Pink Floyd on tour, 1974. Photos: Storm Thorgerson/Pink Floyd Music Ltd

[william-murderface]

U getting freaky with knubbler or what

I AM NOT GAY JUST CAUSE THOSE OTHER GUYS LIKE TO DO GAY THINGS DOES NOT MEAN I AM GAY LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!

[bgsartcavern]

First Art Fight attack of the year! Decided to go big and draw the entirety of @jsab-jubs's Eclipses family :)

(Reblog don't repost!)

[thealienarchivist]

living in the rural Canadian prairies has its downsides for sure, but right now I’m sitting on my deck in the dark listening to the coyotes howl across the river and enjoying the last of the warm summer evenings and I’m so glad that I get to live here. It’s such a surreal thing I don’t know how to explain it, but this place at night is so so alive.

[mysdrymmumbles]

So the street I grew up on (and still live on), dips down where the bottom of like three hills meet, and for a long time, the sewers were messed up, so when it rained it wouldn't drain quickly.

They fixed it so that it drains better now, after the house at the bottom of the hills flooded with about 2 feet of water during a really bad storm (might've been a hurricane), but if it's raining hard, it'll still temporarily flood the street and make it impassible.

But.

When I was about 12-13, I had my besties over when there was a bad storm, and after the rain had stopped, there was the usual flooded bit in the street.

And I dunno why we did it, but we said fuck it, kicked off our shoes and went down to see how deep it was.

It came up to about our mid thighs, so it was pretty deep.

We had a water fight.

Supposedly a neighbor saw us gleefully running in and out of the water and splashing us and told my mom they thought it was adorable.

I miss doing stuff like that.