Max Verstappen wins debut Sin City race for Red Bull.

Max Verstappen just added another jewel to his crown at the electrifying Las Vegas Grand Prix. This weekend wasn't just about the glitz of the Strip and casinos; it was about the roar of engines and the smell of burning rubber.

Now, let's talk about drama, because what's Formula 1 without a bit of controversy? Verstappen, eager to claim the throne, nudged Charles Leclerc off the track in a move that had us all collectively gasping. A move, might I add, that earned him a five-second penalty.

The Las Vegas Strip Circuit wasn't spared from the critics' pit, but let me tell you, it might have its quirks, but it knows how to put on a show. A show that had us on the edge of our seats, especially with the first-lap showdown between Verstappen and Leclerc.

Things took a serious turn with Lando Norris having a date with the barriers, prompting the first safety car appearance. Norris, thankfully, is okay, but talk about a heart-in-your-mouth moment.

Leclerc, refusing to be overshadowed, fought back and snatched the lead at Lap 17. But, and there's always a 'but' in F1, a second safety car reshuffled the deck, putting Perez in the mix. The Mexican danced with the lead but couldn't quite make it a tango.

Verstappen, after serving his penalty, didn't let that deter him. The man had a mission, and that mission was victory. He carved through the competition like a hot knife through butter and clinched that first-place trophy like it was his birthright.

And let's not forget the unsung heroes of the track. Alonso, who pirouetted at the first corner but rallied to finish ninth. Ocon, the dark horse, started in P16 and crossed the finish line at an impressive P4. And Piastri, from the back of the pack, pulling off the fastest lap - now that's a comeback story.

As for Williams, well, it was a tough night at the office. After a stellar qualifying, both drivers slipped out of the points, leaving us with a taste of what could have been.

In the end, the Las Vegas Grand Prix delivered more than just speed; it delivered a narrative of grit, strategy, and, of course, the Max Verstappen touch.

(We here at Burnpavement are not Verstappen fans; we are neutral, he just wins a lot. Get with the programme)

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