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Chapter XII

The day of training has come. Lena and Felix were already in their garages. The mechanics were making the last adjustments before the first practice started.

- Good luck Lucio. I'll stay especially longer to see how your extra training went." The blond man smiled and got into the car. Lucio also headed towards his car. Soon they were both on the track. They were going at a good pace.

"You can see the Vazquez GP drivers breaking through the times every now and then," said one commentator.

"It's going to be an exciting race with these two," added another.

- But Carlo Marquez, the Temirati driver, is having a hard time today. He just pitted, but his times show the team's times are getting worse.

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- Lucio, you're having a very good time, but take the next lap down to the alley. We'll put hard tires on you and see how long you can put them on, a voice on the radio said.

"Okay copy," Lucio replied.

The last lap he was supposed to pit. Suddenly, the green and gray number 12 car was hit by another car. When everyone recovered from the shock of what happened a moment ago, you could see that the car that hit Lena belonged to one of Temirati's drivers.

- Hello? Can you hear me? If so, who hit me! - he shouted to the radio.

-Temirati. We don't know yet if it was Marquez or Figuola. - Can you get out of there? You're close to the alley, and we'll pick up the car in a moment. You will not go to any more trainings and the additional one will be cancelled. It is also not known whether you will start qualifying tomorrow. I know it's your first race Lucio, but you might have to start from the alley." The voice was a bit sad.

- I'll try to get out as soon as possible. Where exactly is the Temirati car? I can't see him," he said, a little worried.

- It's hanging from your head. Look up. You have to move very carefully so that it doesn't fall on you. I'll direct you what to do and how." The voice was steady and calm.

-All right.

- Pull the steering wheel out slowly. Usually this causes a tug, but if you can't pull it out, then tug it without hesitation. When you do, throw it as far away as possible. You don't have space to put it on the car, and in case a car falls on it, we don't have a spare - On the advice of the radio person, Lucio immediately did everything as instructed.

-Ready. How am I supposed to get out now with the car hanging over my head?" he asked.

- Slowly move over the HALO, then lie down and crawl towards the wings.

For most of the people in the stands watching TV and for the Vazquez GP and Temirati fans, it was the longest moment of their lives. People held their breath and waited for both drivers to come out, go to the alley, and announce that everything was OK.

- Lucio, before you move, wait a moment. He came to me from Temirati." The voice on the radio was silent for a moment. - Lucio, first you leave, then Marquez comes out. It's his car hanging over you.

- copy - he replied. He started pulling himself up on the HALO and crawling towards the wing like they said. A moment later he was on top, holding the steering wheel he had thrown away. "Can I stay here until Marquez leaves?" I want to know if he's okay, he asked the team.

- Marquez will be leaving in a moment. His team members are standing next to me, directing him to leave.

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To be honest, I didn't expect it to come to this chapter.