History has just arrived as a spray of seawater, the scream of an engine, and a rider leaning into a turn at nearly 100 km/h. Somewhere between a wave crest and a finish buoy, Lisa Caussin-Battaglia wrote a new page of Monaco’s sporting story.
For a few discreet hours in Monaco, the noise of Formula 1 faded into the background. There were no grid lights, no roaring engines echoing through the streets of the Principality.
