While Ferrari insists that they do not have a number one driver, it appears to those on the outside that Leclerc is the preferred son, and Sainz, older by a few years, must play sidekick. Competitors placed in this strange, anti-sporting situation often come to loathe each other.

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You ache for Sainz, though.

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Sainz says that if he catches himself indulging in self-pity for any reason—“If on a given day I feel tired, or sad, or maybe something’s not quite right with me, if I’m in a bad mood and I don’t know why”—it is his habit to find a peaceful spot on the Maranello compound and repeat a mantra.