Me? Afraid of heights? No! And that ladies and gentlemen was a lie.

I never thought I'd be in a situation like this - I'm a Formula 1 driver for fuck's sake, I drive a car at up to 330 km/h. And what am I doing right now? Clinging to the railing of this stupid viewing platform above the Grand Canyon. Who had the dumb idea to take a trip here?

I open my eyes very slowly, only to squeeze them shut again.

"Do you need help? Do you want to take my hand?"

A voice reaches me through the ringing in my ears and I force myself to open my eyes again. A girl smiles at me and holds her hand out to me.