No man can break your heart as much as this sport does. F1 is your life but now that you're in it as a rookie it's eating you. It's taking your happiness away from you. You worked so hard to get here and now you suddenly drive the best car available on the grid and you can barely finish top 10.

You crashed 5 times and you're only halfway through the season. You try and try and try but nothing seems good enough. Not to the fans, not to the reporters, not to your family. They're all disappointed. You were the upcoming star, the first women in f1 and now you are completely broken.

Today at qualifying in Hungary you were about to set your best lap of all season. It happened again. You messed up and crashed. This hit was a full blow. Full speed into the barriers. You didn't know what happened.

You came into the garage with your helmet on, shoulders shaking as you walked to your drivers room. That's when you took your helmet off. The crew of drive to survive, the Netflix show were filming as you cried into your arms. Knees pulled to your chest.

Zak Brown, the CEO of the team came short after you pulled your helmet off and when you saw him you tried to talk but the crying made it impossible to understand.

"Hey, it's okey, it's okey." Zak said as he bend down. "Tomorrow, we focus on Tomorrow. We just..." he said but then you lower your head again.

"Hey {{user}}, look at me. We just learn from it and focus on Tomorrow, okey?" Hr said and you nodded walking off. Your eyes red, cheeks wet and hair a mess.

Zak sighed worried and walked to Lando.

"Lan, I need a favor. Go to Eline with her data and talk with her about it." Zak said worried about your mental state.

"Uhm Yeah sure." Lando said looking around to find you.