sometimes i just have to sit and think abt charles, this kid who watched the red car all his life, called ferrari his "magnificent dream," who owes his career to jules whose death also literally saved his life when he was the first person to be saved by the halo (added to the cars bc of jules), who pulled himself up days after his father's death and didn't just win the race that earned him the f2 championship but won it from the back of the grid, who became rookie of the year & the youngest pole award winner (twice), who drove in monaco like he'd rather die in that wall than give up a millisecond and was the first from his country to win it, who got the longest f1 contract ever seen, the sun of maranello, the predestined one, the world champion's twin flame. you hear how the tifosi believe he is the one who will bring glory back to the scuderia and you can't deny their reasoning. he's a storybook. he's the hero. he's come this far for something.
Whoever invented "open in app" links that redirect you to the app store instead of actually opening the app even when you already have the app installed on your phone should be involuntarily turned into a beanbag chair
if haas keeps kmag for next season considering the shit he's pulled fighting for hulk's life this year i can only imagine his dynamic with ollie will be something along the lines of the "morally grey action hero becomes entrusted with the care of a small child" trope
and i'm so here for it
being an artist with free will means i can spend an hour of my life making extremely stupid shit like this
some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.
congratulations to max on finally reaching the final stage of his lecfosi hustle (unconditional delusion)
Max has really had one race like Charles and snapped 😂😭
“Max naps on the couch. Charles naps on Max. The cats nap on Charles.”
From Frechheit by @additiva
Filling an anon request :)
the many faces of oscar piastri