A Girl at Formula One?

Chapter Three

China. Probably the second worst track for us. But, I shall give it my best.

In the garage, I was very nervous about the car. And all the mechanics were able to see it.

"Look, Charlotte, I know this isn't the best track for us, but keep focused, do your best. We can fight for points, ok?" Said Claire Williams, the owner of Williams.

"Understood, Miss Williams. I shall give everything I can on the track. Thank you." I said. That small talk with Claire actually made me calm down.

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I sat in the car for the quali. After P13 on FP1, P18 on FP2 (medium tyres) and P15 on FP3, I was not really confident.

My first flying lap was not sufficient. Got a horrible P17. Gotta do better on the next lap.

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I start my second flying lap. I feel that I have no grip in the car, it's like the car has life! I can't control anything, only the throttle and brake.

And that made me triumph.

Calculating where to brake was the best thing I could do. My nicely timed braking sent me to P15. Miracle!

I got P13 on Q2, but I don't care. This feels like a win!

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On the race day, things went well. I had a nice start and went up to P10. Lost positions to Hulkenberg and Giovinazzi in turn one, but I was still P12.

When Norris, Kvyat and Sainz collided, I went up into P9.

At the end, I was able to block Albon off and finish P9. I will call this the miracle of China!

"YES BOYS! Oh my God, what a race. I had no pace at the whole weekend, really shocked with that position. Nice job with the strategy, thank you." I exclaimed in the radio.

"Nice job, Charlotte. You deserved it." Said my engineer.

That was a weekend to be proud of.