The mental load of driving the Monaco street circuit was something I've never experienced before. There wasn't one second on track to breathe, and the constant flow of information about which driver is where and with what time was insanely straining.
In between the two sessions, I was barely able to eat something before dropping dead asleep in my drivers room. After second practice, I actually fell asleep in the car.
My team was so nice to just let me stay asleep in the seat for another hour, and worked on the car around me. Not without taking pictures of course, but after Pierre showed them to me later in the day on our way back to the hotel, I actually found them more cute than embarassing.
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Fanfictionthe sun broke through the clouds and made her braids look like two golden chains running down her back. I glanced at her face, her eyes lost in the hustle and bustle around us in the padock. if someone could ever be perfection, it would be that girl...
