italy’s golden boy

fr sports have taught me that parasocial relationships don’t have to be positive so lemme tell you about my personal enemies

f1 is such a stockholm syndrome ass sport

i suppose they never warn you that liking sports is actually a forever thing because usually when you hyperfixate on something after you stop consuming the media (in my personal experiences) you eventually drift away from the source material, and not that you can never pick it up again or that it doesn't stay with you somewhere in the background of your life. the thing is, the beauty of sports is that there's a cycle in which you never ever stop recieving the source material, and if you leave it for .5 seconds, something else happens, regardless if it's good or bad.

I'm crying laughing. Everyone doing their best to deny having a competitive car, let alone a dominant one, and Charles Leclerc, 0,6s slower than mclaren, is out there like 'this is much better than I expected, I can work with that'.

M9 fans like "I can't wait to see this moment animated!!" no. I will simply pass away the moment I see the concept art for Caleb. I don't even need to watch the show at that point, I can leave the fandom entirely and die in peace

I have to reblog this when it comes back around.

btw shoutout to ollie bearman cos there were five or six times in the race i thought he had crashed but he kept respawning

i’ve seen enough give me a charles v oscar title fight

Franco Colapinto implying that he's "talented with his tongue" to Ted mf Krawitz on a SkySports interview like, close enough welcome back Jenson Button and Sebastian Vettel. God bless unfiltered flirty drivers