You always had bad anxiety. Mostly due to your PTSD from a bad childhood growing up. Luckily your grandma was always there for you. Growing up racing was your way to escape but when everything got serious in formula 2 and your grandma also passed away you had no choice but to go to therapy.

At therapy they eventually told you it would be the best if you got a service dog. Eventually you finally found your match. It was an Australian Shepherd called buddy. Buddy had 2 different eye colors, one blue and one brown one.

As you just did your f2 race the Mclaren formula 1 team reached out. Oscar Piastri had to quit early due to health issues and they wanted you to replace him. You.said yes and that's how you got into the f1 car. Lando Norris, your teammate was known to love dogs so when you walked into the media place on Thursday Lando immediately went and petted buddy when you gave permission.

Eventually the questions began and you immediately got anxious. Buddy noticed like always and put his head against your leg to calm you down while you scratched him behind his ears.

"Eline, don't you think it's ridiculous that you need a dog to be able to compose yourself?" A rude interviewer asked and before you could reply you Lando stepped in.

"Excuse me, it doesn't matter that she has a service dog so watch your words. She's an amazing driver and that's all that matters." Lando said firm but not rude.