Chapter 1054: Chapter 405: Unlucky Leclerc

Qin Miao believed that Leclerc, having been at Ferrari for so long, was probably already used to this feeling.

After all, a season wouldn’t pass without Ferrari pulling off some miraculous maneuver, and most of the time, Leclerc was the victim.

It’s like the strategy group and tire changers won’t stop unless they stir things up; otherwise, the race wouldn’t run.

Zhou Guanyu also performed well in this race due to his familiarity with the Silverstone Circuit, coupled with decent car performance and his exceptional long-distance speed.

Zhou Guanyu achieved a commendable seventh place in this race.

Of course, what thrilled the domestic fans the most was Qin Miao standing on the top podium once again since Monaco.

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"Let’s congratulate Qin Miao once again!" The commentators at Five-Star Sports, who stayed up all night narrating this race, felt that their sleepless night hadn’t been in vain.

"It seems that Mercedes’ upgrades at their home track were remarkably effective, fundamentally raising the car’s speed," Fei said with a smile.

However, Bing had a different opinion: "Actually, besides the performance enhancements due to the Mercedes upgrades, Qin Miao’s abilities and the timing of the safety car played a larger role.

If it weren’t for the safety car, while Qin Miao’s position on the podium was assured, claiming first place wouldn’t have been as easy."

"Indeed, Qin Miao handled the long-distance very well in this race, once again showcasing the durability of the yellow tires as if they were hard tires," Zhou Haoran also praised Qin Miao with a smile.

On the track, after Qin Miao crossed the finish line, everyone in the Mercedes team, along with the team staff celebrating for Qin Miao on the guard wall, cheered enthusiastically.

Watching the race from the team paddock, Toto’s face lit up with joy. In a season of misfortune, winning at home was quite a delightful surprise for Toto.

Crossing the line, Qin Miao breathed a sigh of relief; the heart rate that had been at 140 beats per minute began to slow down.

The team’s TR soon carried Frankie’s excited voice: "P1! Qin Miao, we’re P1! Well done, beautifully executed."

Actually, before the race started, Qin Miao didn’t expect to achieve this position. When talking to Qimeng, Qin Miao mentioned aiming for the podium and taking home a trophy.

For this unexpected joy, Qin Miao was particularly happy: "Hahaha, everyone did a great job, and the key point was the successful upgrade brought by the team; finally, driving no longer feels like handling a car with a mind of its own."

For Qin Miao’s joke, both Frankie and Toto laughed it off. But Elliott, sitting in the Mercedes factory remotely observing data, rubbed his chin, crossed his arms on his chest, leaning back as if pondering something.

After all, the W13 was the first car he designed since his promotion.

To be honest, it was hard for him to let go of the zero-sidepod concept, discarded after just one season.

Having spent countless hours with the team’s staff researching the design concept, days were early starts and late nights filled with painstaking work.

Originally, due to the poor season performance, and several team meetings halfway through, he had almost given up on this design. Yet the performance of the Mercedes drivers in this race made Elliott feel that the W13’s concept wasn’t untenable.

It was just that the traps left in the design of the floor were too excessive.

Maybe keeping the zero-sidepod concept and redesigning the floor could resolve the discovered issues?

This idea inevitably lingered in Elliott’s mind.

However, the British Grand Prix was immediately followed by the Red Bull home race, the Austria Grand Prix. Team members were scattered, with no chance for meetings.

It seemed this matter could only be brought up after the Austria Grand Prix.

But in the meantime, he could at least check in with the team’s two drivers, see what they think, as they’re the key players in battling on the track.

Of course, now...

Watching as the team staff besides those keeping a close eye on race data jumped up, hugging each other in celebration, Elliott’s face also broke into a smile. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

It was time to celebrate properly...

On the track.

Qin Miao and Hamilton cruised around together in their dual cars.

The event winner Qin Miao also took the opportunity to catch the cheers of the live British audience, alongside Hamilton.

In response, Hamilton didn’t mind; the two of them slowly circled the track side by side, enjoying the cheers of over 140,000 spectators before heading leisurely back to the podium below the pit entrance.

Beneath the podium at the pit entrance, they parked their cars, sandwiching a Ferrari between the two Mercedes.

The post-race car positions weren’t 213 but 123.

However, it didn’t really matter.

After parking, Qin Miao stepped out, standing atop his car, waving to the audience.

When Qin Miao finished celebrating and got off the car, Hamilton approached.

The two hugged each other.

"Well done, your attacks put a lot of pressure on me; I almost made several mistakes," Hamilton said with a smile. "So, how was my defense in your view as a master of defense?"