F1 PHAIDEI AU_3. [sketch+text]

Song: Bring the Thunder - Artizan, FFM feat. Armanni Reign

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This race was draining Phainon more than most. The McLaren wouldn’t give him a single moment to breathe, pressing him hard through every turn. They had both already used their pit stops; now, it was down to pure, relentless combat. Rivals usually kept their distance from Phainon, wary of his ruthless and aggressive driving style. This time, however, the McLaren driver was not going to back down. Perhaps it was the rumors about his unstable position on the team or the whispers of a transfer, or maybe he had simply found the courage.

“I’m going to overtake him on the next corner,” Phainon’s voice crackled through the radio.

“Phainon, hold back! There’s no room for a move like that. At best, you’ll spin out. Worst case, you’ll crash.”

“If I don’t do it now, it’ll be too late.”

The cars were racing wheel-to-wheel, sparks flying from under the floors. Time itself stretched thin — and then Phainon dove into the corner. He was inches from the McLaren and flirting with disaster when he slipped past with impossible precision and burst out onto the straightaway.

“NO WAY! HE JUST—!”

The commentator's voice was drowned out by the deafening roar of the crowd. Tens of thousands of people screamed, shaking the circuit. Everyone knew what they had just witnessed — history repeating itself. It was the same exact overtake that had happened three years ago, which ended in a horrific crash. No driver had dared to attempt the move since. It was a move that everyone swore was impossible.

The McLaren skidded, coming dangerously close to losing control. This gave Phainon the precious seconds he needed to secure the win.

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The ground trembled with the roar of the crowd, celebrating Red Bull’s triumph. But for Mydei, the noise faded into nothingness, drowned out by the pounding in his chest. His eyes were fixed on one man — Phainon.  

Deep down, the truth was becoming harder to ignore — Ferrari was too small for him now. His words, his ideas, vanished into the void. And there, in front of him, stood a driver unafraid to defy fate, to take risks, to carve new paths and shatter old rules — a man burning with the same passion and adrenaline that Mydei missed more than anything.  

to be continued.. 🏎