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    'What do I get out of it?'

    He laughed again, like Max was truly hilarious. He hadn't meant to be funny, though he supposed it was better than offending the dude.

    'A free trip?' He offered.

    Max scoffed and shrugged. Fair enough. 'And you?'

    'Company,' he said, at last.

    'I'm shitty company,' he felt compelled to admit.

    'Me too.'

    Max doubted that very much. 'You'll regret this,' he said instead.

    But the stranger only snorted, 'Oh, no doubt.'

    ☆☆☆

    Or: Max Verstappen needed to escape after the disastrous end of the World Cup. Charles Leclerc needed space after another year incapable of facing the sea. It was summer; they had a beat-up truck, a pack of cigarettes, and a half-drunk bottle of cheap whiskey.

    Who knew running away could taste so sweet?

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