Turn into the hairpin, speed up, pass the post.
It's only a few microseconds each lap.
Turn into the hairpin, speed up, pass the post.
But he had time to think.
Turn into the hairpin, speed up, pass the post.
Even if he won, he'd lost the overall grand championship.
Turn into the hairpin, speed up, pass the post.
And that really shouldn't matter right now.
Turn into the hairpin, speed up, pass the post.
But he knew that, waiting for him, was an angry bookmaker, and his criminal 'friends'.
Turn into the hairpin, speed up, drive into the post.
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