0A Thursday10-14 - FELIXDICIT
It’s Thursday morning. You, Mex Farsteps, arrive at the track, ready to kick some [Ferrari] and [Mercedes] butt. But first, you have to go through the mandatory hoops. First, you go to your pitbox where your mechanics are hard at work assembling the car. You shake hands, laugh and smile to everyone who comes to have a chat. Suddenly, you are approached by Marko Helmuts. You quickly avert your gaze, trying not to stare at his glass eye. “Sorry for last weekend,” he says with a thick Austro-German accent. “We...