very rare non f1 post but come on this is magic
f1 is a fake ass fanfiction sport. most of them grew up racing against each other. the majority of them live in the same incredibly tiny country. the drivers involved in one of the most famous rivalries in the sport live in the same apartment building in said tiny country. they all play other sports together when not doing their main sport together. they see each other at the grocery store. they all make millions. like what on earth.
how tall is Charlie in marshmallows?
I guess we'll never know.
the best way to be a sports fan is to only think with your heart and never your brain btw!!!! embrace delusion, passion, joy, and whimsy!!!! block out the haters !!!! stare endlessly at pictures of your faves !!!!! never lose hope !!!! remember, every year you can think THIS is your year and who’s to say it isn’t !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
christian horners daughter and andrea stella’s nephew being HUGE lecfosi fills me with so much joy
bring me back to the days when ferrari gave charles a car that let him dunk 7 tenths on the rest of the grid ☹️
“i think he’ll be happy with that” i don’t think you’ve ever met charles leclerc if you think he’ll be happy in p6 my man went from p14 to p3 in abu dhabi and was ready to kill himself
— Jonathan Safran Foer