It was the weekend of Qatar. Lando had a race weekend there. Sprint weekend which meant 2 races. The first race went well. P1. You had gone with him to support him and cheer him on. His lucky charm as he called it. Lando's leading the championship by 24 points and this race and the next one are very important.

It was sunday, last race of the weekend. Lando was ready. You could see it in his eyes. It was hot in Qatar. You gave him a Goodluck kiss before he went into the car. He was starting from pole with Max right next to him in second place.

The race went amazing. Lando took off with the lead and was leading the while way through. But as he got out of the car something was wrong. You didn't know what it was but it didn't look good. You asked him about it, but he just brushed it off.

On the podium he looked tired. Not the tired you know but something else.

Later as you were walking to the mclaren hospitality Lando's trainer John rushed past you.

"John! Everything okey?" You asked worriedly.

"Its Lando... he has a heat stroke. He needs cold towels and a drink immediately." John said rushed.

"I'll help." You said as you ran with John into the hospital and grabbed cold towels and a drink.

You two ran back and as you ran with John into the cooldown room for the drivers you saw Lando laying on the ground with Max next to him. You immediately put a cold towel on his forehead.