Love at 300 km/h

A New Beginning

I woke up with a smile, the remnants of a joyous New Year's celebration lingering in the air. This was going to be my year; I could feel it. I got out of bed with renewed energy and excitement.

As I stretched, the reality of what was about to happen washed over me. A crucial agreement between my agent and the Ferrari team was about to be finalized. I couldn't contain my happiness for everything I had achieved so far in my short 22 years of life.

Last year, I became the champion of Formula 2, securing several advertising contracts and, with them, the opportunity to become the first woman of the decade to compete in Formula 1. The effort and dedication I had poured into my career were paying off.

As I prepared for the day, excitement fluttered in my chest. My mind filled with images of race tracks, the roar of engines, and the admiring gazes I hoped to receive. I knew I would face challenges and criticism, but I was determined to prove my worth with every lap.

The path to the kitchen was interrupted by the sound of the phone ringing. I grabbed it eagerly and answered with enthusiasm. It was my agent, and their voice was filled with excitement. The deal with Ferrari had been officially closed. I had been signed to be part of their team in the upcoming Formula 1 season!

Tears of joy welled up in my eyes as I thanked my agent for their hard work. This was the moment I had been waiting for, the start of a new chapter in my career. I knew I had a lot of work ahead, but I was ready to face any challenges that came my way.

I couldn't contain my excitement as I dialed my parents' number. The phone rang for a few moments before my mom answered.

"Hello?" Mom says, as I hear the background sounds that tell me she's washing the dishes.

"Mom! It's me, Cat. I have the most incredible news to share!"

"Cat, darling, you sound ecstatic! What's going on?"

"I've been signed by Ferrari to race in the Formula 1! Can you believe it?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before my parents erupted into cheers and exclamations of joy.

"That's absolutely fantastic, Cat! We are so proud of you!" exclaims my father, very happy, of course.

"Oh, sweetheart, this is a dream come true! You'll be making history as the first woman of the decade to compete in Formula 1. We couldn't be happier for you!" Says my mom with a shaky voice, which lets me know that she's crying with emotion. Oh, she's so sentimental, as always.

Tears welled up in my eyes as their words sank in. Their unwavering support and love were a source of strength for me, and their pride only amplified my determination.

"Thank you, Mom and Dad. Your belief in me means the world. I promise to give it my all and make you even prouder."

"We have no doubt about that, Cat. You've worked so hard for this moment, and now it's your time to shine. We'll be cheering for you every step of the way," my mother encourages me, always confident that I will shine.

"Remember, no matter what happens on the track, you're a champion in our eyes. We love you, and we're here for you," adds my father.

Those words filled my heart with warmth and reassurance. With my parents' unwavering support and belief in me, I knew I could conquer any challenge that lay ahead.

As I prepared for my journey to Italy (the Ferrari racing team's headquarters), my heart fluttered with anticipation. The thought of stepping foot in this magnificent country, known for its rich culture and breathtaking landscapes, filled me with awe. Italy had always held a special place in my heart, and now, as I embarked on my Formula 1 journey, the possibility of making it my home seemed both thrilling and surreal.

The prospect of living in Europe, where the heart of motorsport beat passionately, added to the excitement. I imagined immersing myself in the vibrant racing community, surrounded by fellow drivers who shared the same burning passion for speed and competition. Italy, with its storied racing history and iconic tracks, was the perfect place for me to chase my dreams and leave a lasting mark on the sport.

As I packed my bags, I couldn't help but wonder about the adventures that awaited me in this foreign land. The Italian cuisine, the charming cobblestone streets, the enchanting language that rolled off the tongues of its people – it all enticed me, creating a sense of wanderlust that mingled with my racing ambitions.

But above all, I carried within me the unwavering belief instilled by my parents – their constant reminder of my worth and potential. Their words echoed in my mind as I embarked on this new chapter of my life, fueling my determination to prove myself on the grand stage of Formula 1.