The anticipation for the Azerbaijan Grand Prix was palpable as Lando packed his bags and prepared to head to Baku. The city circuit was notorious for its challenges and high-speed thrills, making it a favorite among both drivers and fans. However, this time, Lando would be traveling without Cassy by his side.
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Cassy sat on the edge of the bed, watching Lando move around the room with his usual pre-race energy. "I wish I could go with you," she said, a hint of regret in her voice.
Lando paused, looking at her with understanding eyes. "I know, Cass. But your health comes first. We'll be video calling every day, and I'll keep you updated on everything."
She smiled, grateful for his consideration. "I'll be watching every session on F1 TV, so you won't be rid of me entirely."
Lando chuckled, kneeling down in front of her. "I'll miss you, but I'll be back before you know it. Just take care of yourself and our little one, okay?"
Cassy nodded, feeling a mix of emotions as she leaned in to kiss him. "Good luck, Lando. Go get that podium."
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Lando's journey to Baku was smooth, the McLaren team in high spirits as they traveled. The team had been performing well, and there was a quiet confidence among them. Upon arrival, Lando was immediately engrossed in the familiar pre-race routines: team meetings, media sessions, and strategy briefings.
Despite the busy schedule, Lando made sure to stay in touch with Cassy as much as possible. He sent her messages and voice notes, filling her in on every detail of his day.
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Back in England, Cassy settled into a comfortable routine. She spent her days resting, catching up on some light work, and preparing healthy meals. Her mornings were usually calm, but the evenings were filled with the excitement of watching Lando's progress in Azerbaijan.
Cassy lounged on the couch with a cup of herbal tea, F1 TV streaming on her laptop. The familiar roar of engines and the bustling paddock scenes brought her closer to Lando, despite the physical distance.
As she watched the first practice session, her phone buzzed with a message from Lando:
Just finished FP1. Track feels good, but we have some tweaks to make. Miss you. xx
She smiled, quickly typing a reply:
Miss you too! Focus on the race, not on me. I'll be cheering from here! xx
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Lando's performance in the practice sessions was impressive. He consistently ranked among the top drivers, and the car's setup seemed well-suited for the tricky Baku circuit. Each night, he and Cassy would have a video call, discussing his performance and strategy for the next day.
"Stop worrying about me so much," Cassy teased during one of their calls. "You're almost spamming me with updates. Focus on the race!"
Lando laughed. "I can't help it. I just want to make sure you're okay."
"I'm fine, really," she reassured him. "Just go out there and do what you do best."
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Qualifying day arrived, and Cassy was glued to her laptop, her nerves almost as frayed as Lando's. She watched intently as he navigated the challenging circuit, pushing the car to its limits.
Lando's qualifying performance was stellar. He secured a strong position on the grid, setting himself up for a competitive race.
P3 on the grid! How's that for you? ;)
Cassy: Amazing! I knew you could do it! Now, bring it home tomorrow. I'll be watching every second.
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The streets of Baku were buzzing with anticipation as race day dawned. Lando felt the familiar rush of adrenaline as he prepared for the challenge ahead. Meanwhile, back in England, Cassy settled in for the long haul, snacks and drinks within reach as she prepared to watch the race unfold.
Lando focused on the race ahead, knowing Cassy was watching and cheering for him from afar. The race was intense, filled with high-speed battles and strategic pit stops. Lando's skill and determination shone through as he fought to maintain his position and capitalize on every opportunity.
As the race reached its climax, Lando found himself in a fierce battle for a podium finish. Cassy's heart raced as she watched the drama unfold on her screen, her support unwavering.
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In the final laps, Lando made a daring move, securing his position and crossing the finish line in third place. The McLaren team erupted in celebration, and Lando felt a surge of triumph as he stepped out of the car, acknowledging the cheers from the crowd.
He quickly grabbed his phone and sent a message to Cassy:
P3! We did it! Wish you were here to celebrate with me. xx
Cassy: So proud of you! I was cheering so loudly, I think the neighbors heard. Can't wait to see you and celebrate together! xx
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The podium ceremony was a blur of champagne and cheers. Lando's joy was infectious, and he couldn't wait to share the moment with Cassy. The team celebrated late into the night, the atmosphere filled with elation and camaraderie.
Throughout the evening, Lando kept checking his phone, eager to share his happiness with Cassy. He sent her a video call request, and her face appeared on the screen, her smile wide and proud.
"Congratulations, babe!" Cassy exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with pride.
"Thank you," Lando said, his face glowing with happiness. "I couldn't have done it without you. Your support means everything to me."
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The next morning, as the celebrations died down and the team began preparations to leave Baku, Lando took a moment to reflect on the weekend. Despite the distance, he felt closer to Cassy than ever. Her unwavering support and encouragement had fueled his performance, and he couldn't wait to be reunited with her.
Before boarding the plane, Lando sent one last message to Cassy:
Heading back now. Can't wait to see you and celebrate properly. Love you.
Cassy: Safe travels! Can't wait to see you too. Love you more.
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Lando's return to England was met with a warm embrace from Cassy, who waited for him at the airport. They spent the evening recounting the highlights of the weekend, celebrating his podium finish and the strength of their bond.
As they settled into bed that night, Cassy snuggled close to Lando, feeling a deep sense of contentment. "I'm so proud of you," she whispered.
Lando kissed her forehead. "And I'm so grateful for you. We're a team, Cass."
With the Azerbaijan Grand Prix behind them, they looked forward to the next race, knowing that no matter where they were, they would always have each other's unwavering support and love.
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