Max Verstappen prided himself on many things:
- blistering race pace
- unmatched racecraft
- an excellent ability to detect bullshit long before it reached him

Which is why, on April 1st, when Carlos Sainz appeared at his door with a single sunflower and a violently red face, Max had instantly recognized it for what it obviously was:

A prank.

He wasn’t born yesterday.
He wasn’t Lando Norris.
And he definitely wasn’t going to fall for Carlos Sainz saying...

“I like you, Max. Romantically.”

Max had simply crossed his arms, nodded slowly, and said, “Right. Of course you do.”