Tomorrow all will be full of Senna’s face and we will remember his history and the legend he was. But we always forget to talk about Roland Ratzenberger, we have to remind that it is his 30 anniversary too.
He was not able to perform that historical races and it is obvious that he is not going to be so well remembered as other drivers are. But I think it is our duty to just dedicate some words for him.
At this point we have a really good documentaries from Roland and I would recommend to every classic F1 fan dedicating some time for watching them. We have to remember the man he was and how devoted he was to motoracing since his childhood. He was not lucky, and at the moment he arrived to the Formula 1 he left us.
At least, we are able to remember Roland by histories and memories that we have found through all these years. And although we have not been able to see his performance in F1, I am sure that everyone reminds him as the man with that charming smile that we lost in that awful weekend for motorsport.❤️
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Whenever Steve and Eddie go to a bar, the bartenders are always surprised by their orders. Everyone assumes that Pretty Boy Steve is going to get a complicated cocktail, something glitzy and interesting just like him. They also always think that Metalhead Eddie is going to be boring and get a tall beer or a whisky on the rocks, something hardcore to match his appearance.
In reality, Steve always gets the same Bud Light in the bottle because he doesn’t like how beer in a glass always tastes watered down. And Eddie always gets the most complicated fruity drink on the menu (sometimes recipes that he comes up with in his head). As much as he loves being drunk with Steve, he can’t stand the taste of alcohol and he needs the fruity taste to cover it. Much to the chagrin of everyone around them, this trend never changes, even as they get older.
(Depending on how drunk he gets, Eddie sometimes even calls out the bartender for judging them based on their appearances. Usually though, a kiss to his knuckles from Steve calms him down before he really gets going.)
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Pink tulips a symbol of friendship — Logan Sargent x platonic!reader
Tagged — @amatswimming @bblouifford @disneyprincemuke @faithshouseofchaos @faithsotherhouseofchaos
Logan knew that you were having a tough week and as one of your longest-standing friends, he took it upon himself to make you feel better. On the way to your apartment, Logan stopped by the store and picked up some of your favorite snacks, ice cream, and drinks and continued with his mission.
Halfway through his journey to your apartment, he made one stop it wasn’t planned but he saw the florist stand from the corner of his eye and thought fuck it.
Looking at the selection of flowers his eyes saw a pretty Bouquet of pink tulips. Logan remembered you saying that tulips were a symbol of friendship.
“I would like these,” Logan said, picking out the pink tulips and handing the florist the money.
“Great choice,” the florist said. And with that Logan was back on track.
Once at your place, Logan knocked firmly on your apartment door. Hearing your footsteps making their way down the stairs, he grew a smile and waited. Once the door opened he extended both hands with the bouquet in one and the takeout bag in the other.
“Hey, you.”
He smirked softly seeing you, hoping that maybe this would cheer you up at least a bit.
“Hi.” You said letting Logan in your apartment
"I brought you flowers," Logan said smiling
"for what?" You asked confused
"There has to be a reason?" Logan questioned.
“You didn't have to do this.” You said taking the flowers from him to admire them.
“I know I didn’t but I wanted to.” Logan replied, handing over the shopping bag “I also brought you some of your favorite food and drinks, and also grabbed an ice cream for myself.”
He had grabbed enough to feed both of you, he figured that after what you’ve been through, you didn’t deserve to eat alone.
“I figured a fun night would help, maybe watching a funny movie.” He said smiling, waiting for you to step aside so he could come in.
“The tulips were specially for you.” He laughed “I mean I don’t know who else these are for.” He chuckled again, “Besides I figured, I could just use them as an excuse to see you.” His smirk grew to a grin “Plus I figured you probably need some cheering up, I know I’ve been a while so no hard feelings if you tell me to leave.”
“No, of course not.” You replied, your face growing a warm smile at how thoughtful your best friend was.
“You’re truly something,” you said hugging him tightly
“I’ll grab some plates and stuff.” Logan replied, breaking the hug as he took it as a sign to start getting everything ready. “You just go ahead and sit down.”
He gave you a gentle push toward the table, you did as asked and then sat down.
Logan went over to the kitchen area, placing the plates and napkins on the table as he started setting up all the food. It looked quite extravagant, especially for just the two of you.
Once everything was done, he poured two glasses of the wine he had bought, before he sat down opposite you.
“To friends.” He looked at you as he brought the glass up to his lips and took a sip. “To better days.”
The two of you had a wonderful night, a night that was full of laughter and banter. It had even helped lift the depressing mood you’d been in. A smile had been permanent on your face ever since the moment Logan walked through the door, with his thoughtful gifts. He truly was a good friend.
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