BREAKING: Lewis Hamilton, animal lover, vegan icon, and part-time Disney prince, just had his heart absolutely obliterated—not by a breakup, not by a bad tire change, but by a groundhog. Yes. A literal groundhog. On the track. Mid-race. And the poor thing did not make it.
So here’s what went down: During the Canadian Grand Prix (aka Fast & the Furry-ous), our boy Lewis was zoomin’ in his Ferrari, living his best speed-demon life, when out of nowhere—BOOM. Groundhog. No warning. No blinkers. Just straight-up rodent meets race car.
Lewis, being the soft-hearted, oat-milk-sipping legend that he is, didn’t even notice until later. “I was vibing,” he told Sky Sports. “Held my position. Feeling myself. Then someone told me I hit a groundhog and now I’m emotionally unwell.”
Like, Lewis was DEVASTATED. This is a man who once probably cried during “Finding Nemo” and makes eye contact with squirrels. He didn’t care about his car. He didn’t care about the race. He just wanted to reverse time and save Mr. Whiskers.
“The floor’s wrecked, there’s a hole in the side, the vanes are gone—whatever, bro. But the GROUNDHOG??” he practically sobbed. Okay, not literally. But spiritually? He was curled up in a blanket listening to sad Taylor Swift songs.
Despite the car drama and emotional trauma, Lewis managed to crawl his way to sixth place. Not the podium finish he dreamed of, but honestly? He deserved a trophy just for not sobbing into his helmet.
RIP to the brave lil groundhog who thought he was Speedy Gonzales. And hugs to Lewis, our gentle speed king with a shattered soul and a squished conscience. 🐾💔
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