It's the moment everyone has been waiting for. Last lap of the Dutch GP and Lando is race leader. Lando crosses the finish line first and wins the Dutch GP, his second victory in his F1 career. No safety car this time, he did it because he's good at what he's doing. You stand in the garage and can't hide the grin and the tears on your face. 'I knew it!' you mutter to yourself and walk with the McLaren team to the pit lane where you all wait for Lando.

Lando drives into the pit lane and stops in the square with the number '1'. He climbs out of the car and stands on the hood, throwing his fist in the air. He jumps from his car and comes running towards his team, but it seems his eyes are everywhere but on his team. And suddenly he sees the one person he's been looking for everywhere. You. His best friend since childhood, but for him it was always more than friendship. He stares at you with tears in his eyes and a big smile and sees you in exactly the same condition and he knew at that very moment what he had to do. 'It's all or nothing now!' he mutters to himself before taking a deep breath. He runs towards you, ripping his helmet off his head as he runs and tousling his hair. He stops not a meter away from you, takes your face in his hands, pulls you to him and kisses you. You don't hesitate for a second, put your hands on his neck and return his kiss. He breaks the kiss for a second and looks deep into your eyes, wiping one of your tears from your cheek with his thumb.

Lando: "No race win in this world could beat this feeling right now!" he mumbles softly into your ear, pulling you into a tight embrace.