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In the high-stakes world of Formula One racing, Isabella Maria Romero is breaking records and shattering barriers in her debut season of 2022. As the first woman driver in Formula One in over...
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Isabella Romero
Arriving bright and early to the paddock does have it's advantages. The crowds are smaller, the noise is quieter. People had yet to catch a glimpse of my face, especially given that fact I could literally have any reason as to why I was entering the paddock. Even wearing the Mercedes merch, nothing had been announced mentioning the gender of the driver, so the media had just assumed it would be a man
That man is unsufferable. Still cheering with his team at his success, happily replying to all the interviewers questions. All the things we had dreamed of doing together as children. We had everything planned together, as far as the end of time. That was before he stabbed me in the back. Whether he remembered me or not, I was not going to let him forget that I have and always will be the better
"You alright?" Lewis asks, setting his bottle down on the table beside us
"Yeah, why?"
"You seem stressed"
"You would be too. I'm starting from P9 in my debut race"
"From what I've seen after qualifying, you are capable to get in the top five, but you need to focus"
"Thanks" I smile, "I just hope you don't take losing to a rookie too hard"
"Don't get cocky, kid"
"Okay Isabella, remember what we said in the meetings yesterday and stick to strategy and things should go well" A voice says through comms. I hesitate, trying to the think back to last nights meeting, "You've forgotten, haven't you?"
"I'll figure it out" I say, grabbing the steering wheel that had been handed to me as the car is directed out the garage, pulling out of the pit and onto the track
