Formula 1 | One Shots (1)

The Winner Takes It All | Oscar Piastri

Authors Note: This storyline was requested by user: LuvEdenMae

Done in 3rd person POV
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The sun was set and the night sky illuminated over the grandstands of Las Vegas. A night race was something all the drivers loved. The grid positions was set and the final moments were setting in. One would be victorious, on the highest step tonight and it would make history. 

Oscar had a tight grip on his steering wheel, counting backwards in his head as his eyes were fixated on the red lights. This was it, the moment he had been waiting for. It was a McLaren front row lockout and the team ensured they'd do everything to support his first win. Him and Lando would be unstoppable at this historical first time Vegas GP.

"You got this Oscar" he heard his engineer over the radio.

"Copy."

The lights went out and he floored his foot on the gas. He was able to pull away decently from the crowd, going into turn one beautifully. Lando was right behind him, already defending him from the #16 scarlet red Ferrari....Leclerc. 

Oscar's fierce determination was evident in this race. He raced his soul out, cutting each turn and corner flawlessly. He wasn't about to let this possible win slip through his fingers. "Tom, who is the top five at the moment."

"You have Lando directly behind you, followed by Leclerc and Sainz. Verstappen is making his way up the grid from the back." 

Fuck, Oscar thought to himself. The Dutchman has started in P20 due to a new engine and some upgrades and he had already made it up to P5. He refused to let himself shake up, he continued on. He wished his girlfriend was in attendance for this race, knowing he could possibly win. Aside from his team, she was the only other person he'd love to celebrate with.

"Well done, that's 16 laps to go Oscar. Box on your next lap, we're going for a two stop strategy. Be cautious of Lando coming in behind you."

"That's risky. But copy."

Before turning into the next lap, Oscar entered into the pit lane ensuring he slowed down in time for Lando to as well. He was amazed at the 2.6 second stop for nearly both of them, quickly re-joining the fight for the win.

The double McLaren pitstop brought Oscar and Lando to P5 and P6 respectively. They both found their opportunities to overtake the Ferraris who seemed to be battling each other rather than the rest of the grid. They tag teamed to easily overtake Russell who had snuck through to the top during their pit stop. The last challenge, overtake the three-time World Champion.

"Strategy B Oscar, Lando has been informed. He will defend, push after this next corner."

Oscar didn't need to be told twice, he calculated the small gap Max accidentally left going into one of the final corners, sending him slightly onto the gravel. That cost Max a few seconds he didn't have to spare, regretfully allowing both McLaren's through.

"Through goes Piastri!!! Norris maintaining his P2 position and fending the Redbull off for his teammate! Will we witness a maiden win for the young Aussie?"

Oscar tasted the victory on his lips, one more lap and he'd be there. Tears were threatening to spill from his eyes, but he couldn't afford any last minute issues. He gripped his steering wheel extra hard to center himself back to reality.

"There he goes Will!! This victory in Las Vegas isn't just a win, it's a statement. Oscar Piastri has arrived, and he's here to stay. What a race for the young Australian and what a race for Formula 1! The Las Vegas strip has a new champion, and his name is Oscar Piastri."