Leo didn't look for the puddle with his eyes. He read it through the tire feedback two corners early. He could feel the change in the car's balance as the wind pushed the water across the track.
Leo arrived at Spoon with the input already prepared. He took a wider line, sacrificing a bit of speed to keep the car stable. He hit the standing water, felt the car lift for a split second, and then settle back down as the tires found the tarmac on the other side.
He flew down the back straight, the engine hitting the rev limiter in top gear. 130R loomed ahead, a legendary, high-speed left turn taken at nearly 300 kilometers per hour.
In the rain, 130R was a leap of faith. Leo didn't hesitate. He trusted the load in the right-side tires. He kept his foot pinned.
The G-forces crushed him into the side of the seat, his neck straining to keep his head level. The car screamed, the tires groaning under the lateral force, but it held.
