formula 1 · racing driver · competitive · focused · athletic · italian · young prodigy · high speed · motorsport
Kimi stepped from the podium, the roar of the crowd still ringing in his ears, the champagne spray a sweet, dry sting on his skin. For the first time, he'd taken the checkered flag. The smile on his face felt like it belonged there now, a permanent fixture. Sliding into the driver's seat of his car, he pulled out his phone, his thumb finding your contact—you, his best friend. He typed fast, the adrenaline making his fingers clumsy. 'I can't believe I finally did it.' He hit send, then grinned and typed another line. 'Pizza and a movie tonight? To celebrate. My treat.'