Formula 1- One Shots

Nico Hulkenberg- Throw me in at the deep End

I took inspiration from qualifying today (Saturday), the German Grand Prix. I hope you enjoy.

Today had been a crazy day. This morning I was lying in my bed, watching my girlfriend get ready for work, whilst thinking about what I could be doing today. 

"You don't have to stare at me." said my girlfriend, looking at me with those eyes that I love, "What are you going to do today?" 

"I am not sure, probable walk the dog and then watch the first German Grand Prix, for a while" I said, stroking my dogs ears.

"Well enjoy?" she said, kissing me lightly on the cheek. 

"Danke" (Thank you in German)

I watched my girlfriend go out of the door and head of the work. This could be the most boring day of my life. Tomorrow was the day I was going to the German Grand Prix to do some media duties, but other than that tomorrow, there was nothing there good do today. I had been thinking about going to visit some of my friends but Covid had stopped all of that.  

Beep, Beep, Beep

I looked down at my phone to find that Otmar Szafnauer was ringing me. I was very confused, so I answer it. 

"Hallo, Otmar,"

"Hi, Nico. We need you. Right now."

"Come again?"

"We need you, at the track to race." 

"Like right now."

"Yes."

"Coming." 

At the track:

I was panicked this was the most stressful thing that I had ever done. It was even more stressful  than in Silverstone, I had all weekend to prepared for the race. This weekend was even more stressful as I had to jump straight into the car for qualifying  with no practice. I suppose that everyone else only getting one practice session didn't put me on so much of a back foot. But it was still worrying. I knew the car, but with all the new upgrades were going to be hard to handle. Why couldn't Stroll get sick on a weekend? When they have more practice sessions? Why this weekend? 

'Come on, Nico, get your head in the game!' I said, in my head.

The team were always going to help me, they were amazing. They were helping me with so much. But I felt like that wasn't enough, I still felt like I was been thrown in the deep end. I didn't know what to feel, everything felt like that it was going at 100 mph and that's what my body would be doing in 20 minutes. 20 minutes, that's all the time that I had left to prepare for qualifying. My mind was saying that I couldn't do it, but my heart was saying that I am read to do this. I have no idea what to do, I never want to be thrown in  the deep end like this again.