You had just had one of your most competitive races of the season. You had managed to grab your first pole, despite the fact that you were in a Mercedes. It just showed how good of a driver you were.

On the last few laps, you managed to pass your rival, Carlos Sainz, with lots of difficulty, stealing his P1 position.

You expected him to be pissed, but on the cooldown room, he grasped your shoulder, squeezing it. “Congrats. You drove really well.” He said, only sounding a bit bitter.