Wyd when me (defending world champion) and my gang (five 20 year old boys) pull up
max and donut 🥹🥹
he deserved a fucking OSCAR for this !!
rush brainrot time of the year
post-race press conference | 1992 belgian grand prix
LOVE IN THOUGHTS (2004) Daniel Brühl as Paul Krantz
Bruno the type of mf who has no damn clue on how to let someone know he’s interested in them because he never got to experience those interpersonal connections at a young age so he will literally just buy them the most unnecessary expensive shit, thinking like hey I’m gonna send them those unnecessarily gigantic bouquets of flowers at their workplace for everyone to see and make it such an awkward experience because surely that’s a good way to go at it. Or inviting them to the most bougie ass restaurant but just sipping water because they have no idea how to have a normal conversation that doesn’t involve talking about mafia shit but hey at least there’s someone playing a piano here then realizing he’s just so out of touch with civilian living and dread sets in and shit, I feel awful? Lemme buy my significant other a thousand dollars worth of shit cus I’m terrified of them leaving my criminal ass
Lewis spinning. spinnnnnnnnnn
ALAIN PROST, 1985
rush is a relatable film because if i'd seen someone try to tell niki lauda that nobody would love him because of his scars/disfigurement after his near-death horror crash i, like james hunt, would drag that person into a closet and beat them till they were bloody
Another tale of love between Ayrton and pasta, as told by Angelo Parrilla of karting company fame:
He arrived with a smile on his face and a phone call from his father, who anticipated a problem: "look, my son struggles a lot with food, please don't make him come back malnourished". Ayrton was tired from the trip and still carrying his luggage, so we decided to bring him with us to lunch, so that we could understand his issue. Next to our house there was a small tuscanian restaurant and the boy devoured a plate of spaghetti alla carbonara immediately, then a steak and a salad. He didn't drink wine nor did he smoke, so in the end I asked if he wanted a coffee. "No, but I'd rather have something else, if possible." "Sure, what would you like to order?" "Another plate of spaghetti alla carbonara!"