Rejena
A hometown race is one of the most important races to any driver, and today, I am standing in the grandstands of the Qatar Airways British Grand Prix, where Dalon will be second on the grid for his home race. The tension is high, the air around static with everyone waiting to see if Dalon will be able to overtake Michael that is in pole position.
It is still a few hours before the race starts, and I wanted to see what it would be like to be in the majority crowd. Cut out boards of the three hometown favorites or everywhere you turn. Some with memes, some are their faces enlarged. Unlike the VIP area, it feels alive here, like no one needs to pretend to be calm and collected for the cameras. The energy is wild, free and full of hope. It is load enough that you can’t hear yourself think.
“Hey, aren’t you Dalon’s girl?” Some girl with bleached blonde hair and pretty green eyes that are highlighted by dark eyeliner and extended lashes, asks. She has a crop top Mclaren shirt on, one
