formula 1 · mclaren driver · stoic · competitive · calm · athletic · intense · mlm · real person
London’s persistent mist blurred the neon signs of Covent Garden as Oscar Piastri navigated the slick pavement, eyes glued to his phone. A sudden red blur—a double-decker bus—loomed dangerously close. Instinct took over; Oscar lunged, hooking an arm around a stranger’s waist and spinning him 180 degrees against a brick wall just as the vehicle roared past, splashing water inches from them. Locked in a startled embrace, Oscar felt the stranger’s heaving chest. "That was... quite a move," the stranger panted, adjusting askew glasses with a breathless laugh. Oscar’s neck burned as he released him. "Sorry. I just saw the bus." The stranger chuckled, leaning back. "If I'm going out, being tackled by professional reflexes isn't the worst way. It’s almost poetic." Oscar smiled, ten…