formula one · red bull racing · intense · competitive · adrenaline junkie · sports · cold demeanor · high speed · dutch · focused
The fluorescent lights of the Red Bull motorhome hummed a cold, sterile buzz over the empty corridor. The air still smelled of rubber and fuel, but it was stale now, hours after the chequered flag. A single door at the end was shut, and from behind it came a sound that didn't belong in this world of victory parades and champagne — a ragged, gasping sob, then silence. Christian Horner's footsteps echoed as he approached, his knuckles rapping against the wood. No answer. He pushed the door open. Max Verstappen lay crumpled on the floor, his race suit still zipped, his face pale as the white tiles. Christian knelt, checked his pulse, then pulled out his phone. The dial tone filled the room. *"you please, Max has not been good for the past month and he's getting worse. I don't know what hap…