Random Football OneShots (눈‸눈)

OS 21 - 24-hour-race | Erling Haaland & Gio Reyna

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As soon as the vehicle came to halt, fifteen people started running towards the car.

Quickly Gio undid the steer wheel, not a second later the lid got lifted.

He felt Julian's hands on his seatbelt and with a click they got torn off.

Gio stepped out of the car and got to the side immediately, watching out for the crewmate at the left back wheel on the ground, so he wouldn't fall over them.

People were yelling for things, the ripping of tape could be heard from the front of the car.

Julian slipped into the driver's seat and started fumbling with the seatbelts.

Gio grabbed one and carefully strapped it over his shoulder, clicking it into place.

Old, tattered wheels were rolled in the direction of the box while the familiar whirring of screwdrivers filled the air.

"TWENTY SECONDS LEFT", somebody shouted.

"You good??", Gio tried to yell over all the noise.

Julian jolted at the seatbelts. None moved. He showed him a thumbs up and turned to the steering console.

Without wasting more time, Gio moved out of the way and took a decent bow around all the workers.

He got a quick view from the front of the car. All the little yellow aspects had been bandaged over and it was whole black now. It was also tearing at the seams on the right side, almost loosing its wing. But it had to live for another 13 hours, so the only other option was even more tape.

"TWELVE SECONDS!"

The crew was hurrying out of the way now. All wheels had been replaced, lights had been cleaned, the last tapes were attached, only oil was still filling up.

"THREE..."

"TWO..."

"ONE..."

The last man standing in front of the vehicle held up his sign and ran out of the way.

"GO!"


With a high screeching sound, the machine shot out of the box onto the driveway.


Loud exhales went through the little crowd.


"Good job everybody! The baby's back on track!"

Lucien, who had been watching the whole thing on the monitors inside, came outside and started clapping.

He went to different people and shook hands, walked up to Gio and hugged him tight.

"Very well done, my boy!", he praised him and Gio smiled.

"Thank you, Lucien."

"Go get some rest now! You need to be strong for later!", his chef ordered him.

"I will", the driver obliged.

"Good. Good."

Lucien strolled on to the next group of people, while Gio started freeing his head on his way inside the box.