How is that possible?

How is that possible?

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing3h 26m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Aug 29, 2026
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Formula 1
İzlediğim yarışın da heyecanıyla evde kendi kendime bağırmaya başladım. 'Hadi Charles! Yapabilirsin. Lütfen!' Hayatımdaki tek aksiyon formula 1 yarışlarını izlemek olduğu için biraz fanatikleşmiş olabilirim. Tüm yarışçıların hepsini ayrı ayrı çok sevsem de favorim Charles Leclerc olmuştu tabiki. Yakışıklı ve gelecek vadeden bir yarışçı neticede. Ekrandaki pit stop'u izlerken sinir krizine girmiştim. 'Abi bi pit stop bu kadar uzun sürmemeli ya! Ben yapsam sizden daha hızlı olurdum.' Tamam halledebiliriz yarış hala devam ediyor sonuçta. Yani umarım hallederiz. Elimdeki şarabı zorlukla yuttuğumda kendi kendime küfür ettim. Pinterestte her gördüğün şeyi denemesen olmaz sanki. Çok şarap seviyormuşum gibi gittim bide pahalı olandan aldım mecburen içmek zorundayım. Zaten yarış sonuna kadar sinirden dikip bitirirmişim gibi geliyor. 'Koskoca Ferrari'ye yakışıyor mu bu? He Vassour? Bok gibi para var ve yaptığınız arabaya, ekibe bakın. Allah sizi kahretmesin ya.' 30.turda bilgisayarı kapatmış içmeye devam etmiştim. Bir süre sonra alkolün etkisiyle gelen uykuma direnemedim ve yatağıma gittim.
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