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18: The same way

Max's point of view.

Maeve was really good at Quali yesterday.

She is a good strategist, really really good.

But I'm the better driver,

and deep down she knows it too.

I'm showing her today.

She won't win from the lion.

I'm Max Verstappen,

I'm fucking unbeatable.

Maeve's point of view.

Round one

I'm off to a great start, keeping my position as p2.

Max is driving really fast today, we already have a 4-second gap.

I notice that Charles isn't driving behind me anymore, but neither is Carlos.

Both Ferrari's lost their position.

There is an Alpine driving behind me.

MAE: Who is the Alpine behind me? And why?

RE: Turn 1 incident, Charles and Carlos lost their position after Ocon crashed into their rear wing.

MAE: Both Ferrari's have a DNF?

RE: No, just behind. Don't worry about Esteban, he's much slower than you.

MAE: Okay, thanks.

Round three

The Alpine behind me has still not lost his position.

Esteban is out for revenge or something.

Max is out of my sight, there's no way I can see him before he decides to pit.

MAE: Give me everyone's position, please.

RE: Everyone? Or just the 8 behind you?

MAE: Okay do the 8.

RE: P3 is Ocon, P4 is Oscar, P5 is Charles, P6 is Carlos, P7 is Hamilton, P8 is Norris, P9 is Russell, and P10 is Ricciardo.

MAE: Norris P8? Wow, he really proved himself.

RE: Yeah, but don't worry Maeve, none of them are close to passing you. If they are I will inform you.

MAE: Thanks, Owen. You're the best.

Round 10

Ocon is now out of the way, he replaced himself with Oscar.

My tires are getting old, that is because I used old tires for Q2, which is obviously not smart.

MAE: We pit now or in about two rounds?

RE: Better to pit now, with a 3-second pit stop you'll re-enter as P5.

MAE: Then let's give this car some new tires, shall we?

I drive into the pit lane and they change the tires really fast, but too slow for my liking.

I feel that the tires are done but I don't get the green flag to drive away.

'What is happening?', I yell.

'Wrong tire, we're so sorry', one of them says.

'For fuck sake! Hurry the fuck up', I say.

They give me the green light and I drive away.

MAE: For fuck sake, why the hell did that happen Owen?