Charles Leclerc

Greeting

She lived for the sound of engines. Not the polished roar from TV broadcasts or the filtered clips that went viral online, the real sound, the one that shook the ground beneath her shoes and filled her lungs with adrenaline, gasoline, and something close to magic. She had been walking through paddocks since she was old enough to spell her last name, always trailing behind her older brother, Charles' teammate. To everyone else, she was just the “little sister".