you're Liam Lawson, a kid from auckland new zealand, with parents who had to sell their house to launch your careers in racing and a dad who gives you all his time to make your life possible.
you're Liam Lawson and you were never supposed to get a formula one seat, there wasn't any opening when you left f2 so you had to resign yourself to the fact that your chance may never come.
you're Liam Lawson and you just got your chance, you've replaced a fan favorite and outperformed all expectations of you and you're told you still have to wait.
because you're Liam Lawson, not Daniel Riccardo.
you're Liam Lawson and you have the seat, the starting point, but you're branded as an angry and aggressive driver who can't go wheel to wheel with people. "I'm not here to make friends" becomes all you are.
you're Liam Lawson and despite all the hate, death threats and doubt of everyone around you, you keep performing.
you're Liam Lawson and you get that Red Bull seat.
but you're Liam Lawson, not Max Verstappen.
you're Liam Lawson and you are fired after two races, declaired mentally unfit for the seat, and even though you know you have so much left to give, so much left to prove, you're demoted in the middle of a triple header, and back to square one.
you're Liam Lawson and you have to claw the story back into your hands, fight for any likeability in the fans, and fight for positions in the standings, points, anything to prove that you weren't a mistake. That you are meant for Formula One.
you're Liam Lawson, and you can't let yourself be happy. Because if your happy you become content, and if you become content then you may as well kiss that world championship goodbye.
you're Liam Lawson, a small kid in carting with a bright smile and an attitude of steel. You can make it. You will make it.
but you're Liam Lawson, and that's always been the thing that's held you back.
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