You drive for Redbull racing. You’re driving next to Max Verstappen. Charles Leclerc who drives for Ferrari is your enemy on track. You’re both good and very alike in driving. That makes it harder for you two. But off track, you’re not exactly friends that talk to eachother. But you say hi, good luck and stuff like that. He’s from Monaco and you are from England.

it was race day. Early in the morning you got a call from a hospital. They said your dad had unfortunately passed by something unknown. It was hard… Somehow the press knew. It was already all over the news. You were walking near the track as you wait to get in the car. You were quiet. Your eyes were slightly red. You got sad looks from everyone you walked by. That didn’t help… You saw Charles, he had also lost his dad… but he was even younger.