Drive To Survive (FULL VELOCITY #4) by Tracie Delaney EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Tracie Delaney
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NICO
Deafening roars from the crowd penetrated the thick padding of my
helmet, and colorful flags caught my eye, waved by racing fanatics sensing
a dramatic end to the race. I smiled to myself. While Spa was considered
one of the most challenging race tracks in the F1 calendar, I’d always loved
it. Sure the weather in this part of Belgium was unpredictable at the best of
times, but when the rain came down and the clouds loomed overhead,
racing magic happened.
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As the thought entered my head, the heavens opened and in seconds, the
track was soaked. Somehow, I made it back to the pits, but several of my
competitors slid off the race track. After a change of tires to full wets, I was
back on the track, and back in the game.
Four lengths ahead of me, Jared Kane, one of my best friends—and
bitter rivals—negotiated Eau Rouge and Raidillon, two of the most difficult
corners on the track, like the fucking pro he was. He sped down the
Kemmel straight with me less than half a second behind. I followed, less
than half a second behind.
“You’re mine, Kane,” I shouted into my helmet. A bark of laughter
sounded in my ear from my racing engineer, Corey. “Move over, sweet
cheeks. I’ll show ya how it’s done.”
I came out of Turn Fifteen on a perfect racing line, and getting a great
tow, I slingshotted my car alongside Jared’s. As I pulled in front of him, he
flipped me off. I chuckled. Every racer was a competitive bastard, and Jared
Kane was no different. Inside the cockpit, he’d be pulsating with rage at
himself for letting me overtake him. Not that he could have done much
about it. My car was better suited to this track.
Driving through Blanchimont, I spotted Tate Flynn—the current
Formula One Championship leader and another great friend of mine—up
ahead. If he won here, he’d stretch out his lead even further – and I couldn’t
allow that to happen.
“Easy,” Corey’s calm voice came over the intercom. “You’ve got three
laps to take him. No risks, Nico.”
The road vibrated through my seat, and the steering wheel shook as we
hurtled toward the start-finish line. Cars were still exiting the pit lane on
their wet tires, but I sped past them easily enough. The rain had eased a
little, but the track was nowhere near dry enough for another change of
tires. Thank Christ. So close to the end, the last thing I needed was another
visit to the pits.
At Eau Rouge, I braked slightly later than Tate. The move brought me
right on his tail. I weaved left and right, not because I could take him here
but because I wanted to hammer home how close I was. I didn’t expect him
to make a mistake—Tate didn’t make mistakes—but if I applied enough
pressure, I might get an in. I had to drive the perfect lap and, like Corey
said, bide my time.
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