“It means we need a proper driver. Not some third-rate hack who can barely scr*pe together a single point.”

A race car with terrible performance, a teammate who picks a fight every day, and poor results to top it all off. Daniel Lindbergh, the first driver for a lower-mid-tier F1 team, is living through a hellish nightmare, day after day.

He stomps on the accelerator as if his life depends on it, all to keep a promise to his younger brother: that he would expose their father’s ab*se once he became World Champion. But countless times, he’s been overwhelmed by a sense of powerlessness in the face of his bleak reality.

Then, one day, the newly appointed team sponsor, Alex Walker, informs him that his contract is being terminated due to his performance.

“Daniel Lindbergh. Our contract ends this season. Start looking for a seat with another team for next year.”

Fired. Released. Contract terminated.

“I want to drain the stagnant water that’s been left to rot in my team, just like you.”

“If you want to keep your seat, bring me a championship trophy by this summer.”

Every single word from the man, who was born arrogant and finds wasting time the most dⁱsgʊstⁱng thing in the world, strikes a direct hit. These arrows become sparks, igniting the fighting spirit in Daniel’s eyes…

“You’d better clear a space on your shelf. I’ll bring you that trophy you keep chanting about like a spell.”

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