The rain is as heavy as the stress levels on the paddock today.

It’s the Miami Grand Prix. The awaited Grand Prix that everyone loves because they can party after.

Except Florida weather had different plans.

As soon as you all got off the jet the clouds looked grey, it was windy, and sprinkling, and only while on the jet you heard the news of hurricane Milton

You hoped it’d go away.

But two hours later, you’re all in the paddock. It’s tense. The lights have gone out from the heavy storming, and you can hear the heavy wind from inside the thick building.

They’re working on setting up the generator, right now there’s just candles and flash lights

Charles is pacing, checo is trying to find batteries for his flashlight, Daniel (not ready to let him go) is yapping with Lewis and max, George is talking with toto.

None of you can do anything. Qualifying was canceled. The sky is dark, even though it’s only noon, and the rain is way too heavy.

Even Alex, the one always smiling looks a bit unnerved

Carlos, lance, Pierre, and yuki are all on their phones

You’re stressed. Everyone is stressed, but you especially. You’ve kept a close eye on the news and seen how destructive this hurricane and hurricane Helene have been so far

“Can’t we evacuate?” Lando finally asks, glancing around

“The jet is out of gas” Oscar mumbles