That there will come a point in time when Seb’s long retired and our kids (who will be total F1 junkies btw) will ask us who our favourite driver was and we’ll say Seb. Then after our kids go away (to find out more about him) we’ll sit down and think about him. How he was a kickass driver but also how he was a genuinely nice person with a sense of humour who did accents. How happy he made us all feel when he won, and how he loved champagne and how he was best friends with Kimi and how he was always cracking jokes and smiling and always looking on the bright side of things. And then we’ll think about all those things and feel sad because his time will have passed and we won’t ever see him drive again. But we’ll also feel happy because we were lucky enough to see him drive, to watch him race and and see him win all those trophies and watch grow from this lanky boy with braces to a strong and confident man who was able to overcome everything that was thrown at him and become the world champion he is and always will be.