Chapter 511: Last Spring
End of the month of March and April opened with the complete qualities of the Spring season. Luca returned to Germany days after the team had. He returned quietly and without ceremony, since this was more like routine now.
After all the tension in London after victory, silent movement was necessary for this young driver, because his head was occupied with a lot of foreign things that even he didn’t understand.
The Hawthorne 3, ever diligent, landed at a secluded terminal in their usual admitting airport in Berlin. Luca and his team disembarked gracefully and officially marked it a successful and undisrupted tour and journey to and from the UK.
It drizzled for many days in varying cities all across Europe, and major cities in Berlin. In spite of the mistrustful weather, Germany held on to their incessant celebrations that hadn’t ended since mid-March after the Qatar Grand Prix.
Trampos had won the Arabian race, venerably Luca’s handwork. The following British GP win recorded it as two straight Grand Prix victories, an achievement that Trampos Racing, and Germany as a whole, never believed would be attained by them.
As the Formula 1 team received reverence throughout the country, so did Luca, and even Victor.
The thrill of the English royal podium, and the chaos of that cryptic confrontation, made German soil feel like Luca was regaining control over the course of the season. He had stimulated Isabella’s emotions on that podium; she began asking for more, and was currently now angry with him for returning to Germany.
But Luca loved the training, the routine, the sense of calm and orderliness, and most importantly, the discipline of preparation for progress. The Canadian Grand Prix is a race Luca would like to win, not only because he wanted a clean sweep from now on, but also to redeem his P5 finish from last year.
The Canadian Grand Prix last season was one of the races that unforgivingly exposed the difference between the HiCE-certified super drivers and the rest of the grid. The podium at the end of that fateful Sunday wasn’t as a result of smart team strategy or driver performance, but wholly car performance alone.
Luca vividly remembered running in P1 in the closing laps with the 97, a race he thought he might win by a tight margin with the hawks behind him. But at the end, he was swallowed in those same final laps, and he dropped to P5 as if it was a representative segregation or hierarchization.
Starting from Luigi, the super drivers sliced past him as if he was standing still. Mr. Berry then had no choice but to say encouraging words—that P5 was fine.
The Canadian Grand Prix last season was a cruel race that reminded everyone that the super drivers were still superior, so long as their chassis housed High-Intensity Combustion Engines.