Oscar Piastri’s rise to the top of the F1 world kinda feels like one of those weird dreams where everything just lines up perfectly. You know, like finding an extra fry at the bottom of the bag. So, here he is, unmoved king of the driver’s championship, first Aussie to pull this off in what—15 years? Crazy. Third win out of five races, and boom, he’s sitting pretty at the top after Saudi Arabia. Lando Norris, his teammate, ain’t doing shabby either, finishing fourth and kinda helping Oscar leapfrog to the summit. Teamwork, yay.
Now, Piastri’s racked up 99 points. Meanwhile, Lando’s on his trail with 89. They say Oscar’s the first since Mark Webber, his mentor-slash-manager, to lead like this since the days of the 2010 Japanese Grand Prix. Ugh, feels like forever ago. Daniel Ricciardo never got higher than a bronze medal in the championship race during his time. Makes you think, right?
Oscar’s been all over the media chatter, like, “Winning’s fun, but it’s the hustle in the winter off-season that’s gotten me here.” (Honestly, winter vibes are usually hot chocolate and Netflix, but to each their own). He’s not just chillin’ at the top. There’s that fire to keep gobbling up every race. Not freaking out about leading either, just sorta cool about it.
Honestly though, Melbourne didn’t exactly give him the best kickoff—results-wise, you know? But once the tires hit the track, it seemed like he was in a groove. Reinforces how the off-season wasn’t just kicking back with Netflix, it was slicing sweat and grit. Personal hustle, team hustle—it’s like a movie where everyone does a motivational montage, and the credits roll with them winning.
In Oscar’s words, he’s kinda more stoked about all the grind that happened before these wins. The journey, not just the destination, bla bla. Even with round five bragging rights, he’s all eyes on the prize—like, round 24 kinda prize. Less of a “let’s-chug-champagne-now” and more of a “there’s-work-left-to-do” vibe. Feels almost serious, yet hopeful.
