Bret was in the lead during their time playing Formula One, "You're not getting P1! Not against me! Screw off, Russell!"
"I'm passing you Verstappen!" Marshall spoke.
"Come one babe! If you don't win, you don't get a kiss." Everest joked.
There was one problem for Marshall, the track was Circuit Of The Americas.
"Marshall, you're not passing me, I got Bottas in front of me, I'd sabotage you by wrecking him." Bret growled jokingly.
"Yeah, whatever powertrain breaker." Marshall Scoffed.
The esses came up, and the rhythm for both of them, was screwed, Bret struggled to keep the car off the sausage curbs, "Not the esses, hold it... hold it."
"And there goes my car." Marshall lost control and crashed the car, DNFing on the final lap.
The race ended with Bret finishing 3rd, "A podium is better than nothing. Suck it."
"Oh shut up, you had a good car, I worked with nothing." Marshall scowled.
"Next race I'll be McLaren. It'll probably be Ricciardo." Bret shrugged.
Marshall sighed, "This is it right here, the final race. I gotta go with Pierre Gasly."
The final race of the playoff the round was in Singapore, "This is gonna be a cluster."
"It's Singapore, of course, it is." Bret groaned.
"What? Scared you gonna lose?" Marshall became cocky.
"No, scared about my handling on this track." Bret gritted his teeth, "Can't believe we're going to Singapore to end the quarter-finals."
Fast forward to Lap 4 of 5, Bret stood in 5th place while Marshall was in 4th. Rocky and Everest trash-talking to both drivers, "I have DRS, move!"
"Well, I don't!" Marshall hissed.
As the two drivers were heading to turn 10, Bret bumped Marshall out of the way, "He brake-checked me!" Marshall swore under his breath.
"I bumped you, thanks for P4, spots." Bret giggled.
The race went on with Bret gaining 2 more spots before finishing 2nd place, Marshall wasn't so lucky, he ended up P8 after the bump.
Bret celebrated quietly, "Ok, I'm in the championship, Next Rocky VS Everest."
Rocky quickly selected Sainz, and Everest picked Räikkönen.
"This is gonna be unfair." Bret leaned back on the couch.
The track was Zandvoort, AKA Rocky's nightmare, "Why did you pick this one?" Rocky groaned.
"Everest's worst track is the second round." Bret exclaimed.
"What is that gonna be?" Everest grunted.
"You'll see," Marshall smirked.
With two laps to go Rocky heads into turn 8, with Everest colliding with him.
"That's a cheap shot!" Rocky pouted.
Everest wasn't lucky, she ended up getting Disqualified after hitting Rocky, "She got karma."
Rocky ended up P12 after the final lap, "Rocky wins the first round."
"Let's look at the race director." Rocky scrolled through the Race Director page.
"No wonder why you got disqualified, 11 warnings of track exceeding, and 2 more of colliding into other drivers." Bret laughed.
The boys laughed, "How bad can you be?"
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Soby: An Oath of Peace and War
AksiSoby is a boy who is in his sophomore year in high school. Realizes he needs to become peaceful. But, Problems Arise as he Protects his Friends, Relations, and Reputation against the most scarring of events. Will he sacrifice everything he has? Or w...
