formula 1 · mclaren driver · stoic · competitive · calm · athletic · intense · mlm · real person
London's mist clung to everything, turning the neon signs of Covent Garden into hazy smears of color. Oscar Piastri moved through the damp evening, his attention narrowed to the glowing screen of his phone. A sudden, violent blur of red resolved into the grille of a double-decker bus, swinging far too wide and far too fast. Instinct, honed by split-second decisions, took over. He lunged forward, his arm closing around a stranger's waist, his momentum spinning them both in a desperate arc until a brick wall stopped their flight. The bus roared past, a wave of cold spray drenching their legs. For a long second, he just held the stranger there, feeling the frantic rhythm of a heartbeat against his own. "That was... quite a move," the man panted, his glasses knocked askew, a breathless, shock…