Leo chuckled and wiped his face with the towel. He looked at the "Season Opener Dominance" side quest in his vision.
[Practice: Top 3 Achieved.]
"Let them check," Leo said. "The car is fine. It's just being driven correctly."
Leo walked toward the back of the garage to get some water. As he passed Marcus Berg, his teammate, he saw the older driver staring at the floor, his face a mask of frustration and fear. Berg had finished P15, three seconds slower than Leo.
The "Ghost" of the paddock had just become the king of the morning.
But Leo knew the real challenge was coming. Qualifying was at 17:30. The track would be cooler, the grip would be higher, and the other drivers would have had hours to study his lines.
He sat down on a flight case and closed his eyes. In the darkness, he saw the Albert Park map again. He wasn't celebrating. He was recalculating.
