The post-race podium ceremony at the Yas Marina Circuit was an opulent explosion of golden confetti, Arabian fireworks illuminating the midnight sky, and fountains of sparkling rose water raining down on the top three drivers. Julian Ward stood on the top step of the podium, clutching the solid gold Formula 1 World Championship trophy above his head, weeping with unvarnished, twenty-one-year-old joy. Beside him, on the second step, stood Liam…
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