Enjoy The Ride ⎜ Lewis Hamilton ⎜ Formula 1

16. "@skylarbrown, a literal goddess. I love you."

Lewis Hamilton POV

August 4th, 2019

It was Hungarian GP day. I woke up energized, but I can't lie, I missed Skylar terribly.

She had had an important meeting the day before, and it went well, but she told me she'd tell me everything when we were back together. 

I was scrolling through her Instagram and showing Roscoe some of her pictures.

Me: Look, Roscoe, that's daddy's girlfriend, you like her vewwwy much, don't you?

Suddenly Angela snapped me out of it.

Angela: I know Skylar's gorgeous, but it's almost time, let's go. - she laughed. - I'll take care of Roscoe for you.

Me: She's much easier to look at than all the guys on the grid, that's for sure. - I chuckled. 

Soon enough I was on the grid. 

The lights take only a few seconds to go out, but when you're in the car, especially being one of the cars in the front of the grid, it feels like an eternity. The tires are out there losing temperature while we wait for the other drivers to take their place. 

Soon it was lights out and away we went.

Verstappen had a great start and was leading the race. I made it to second place on the first lap, overtaking Valtteri, and began chasing for the lead.

On lap 25, Verstappen boxed.

I was first and widened the gap between me and Max, but I pitted on lap 32 and didn't manage to keep my position, Max was in front of me again.

I tried to overtake him multiple times but I just didn't have the pace.

I could hear Bono talking back about the strategy we'd discussed before. That race was going to be a two-stopper. On lap 49 I pitted again and kept my mind focused. I had fresh medium tires and I was going for the win. I started chasing Verstappen again.

Bono: Ok, Lewis, it's Hammertime.

I was pushing the tires as far as they could go, and started feeling confident. The predictions were that I was going to reach Max before the end of the race. 

3 laps left and I was right next to him. At that point there's nothing that Verstappen could do, I was faster, my tires were newer, and so I overtook him on the outside. 

I was the leader. The strategy paid off, and I won the Hungarian Grand Prix for the seventh time.

After all of the celebrations, I got back to the Mercedes garage.

Bono: That was an amazing drive... 

Me: I just want us to keep pushing, and keep getting better every time. 

Angela had walked in behind me with Roscoe on the leash. 

Angela: You will, you're Lewis Hamilton. You're probably the only driver who gets the top step of the podium and is already worried about getting first place on the next race. - she laughed and I scratched my head.

Me: I guess... - I laughed. 

Angela: You should celebrate more.

As she said that I felt someone covering my eyes from behind me. That caught me by surprise, but suddenly I could feel a familiar smell.

Me: Skylar? 

I heard a little giggle behind me and quickly turned back. There she was. Gorgeous as always, wearing a Mercedes cap and t-shirt. I picked her up and kissed her.