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Racing Beginnings

Liam walked through the bustling halls of the Honda Canada Racing headquarters alongside his trainer, Logan. The state-of-the-art facility was alive with energy, and Liam's eyes widened as he took in the sights and sounds of the racing world he'd always dreamed of joining. Logan smiled warmly, clearly enjoying Liam's awe-struck reaction.

Logan: Welcome to the heart of Honda Canada Racing, Liam. This is where the magic happens.

Liam marveled at the pristine floors, modern architecture, shimmering trophies displayed on the walls, and car displays showcasing stunning vehicles in full 360-degree views. Most exciting of all was the hum of engines roaring from the practice track outside.

Liam: It's incredible. I can't believe I'm actually here.

Logan chuckled, fondly remembering his younger days when he'd been just as wide-eyed and eager.

Logan: Get used to it, kid. You're part of the team now.

As they continued the tour, Logan introduced Liam to various team members, each offering words of encouragement and support. Finally, they arrived at the garage, where Liam's car—a sleek, heavily modified Honda Civic Type R—awaited him. Logan couldn't hide his pride in what the team had created.

Logan: This is where you'll spend a lot of your time, Liam. Your car is all set and ready to go.

Liam's eyes locked onto the Civic Type R, his admiration palpable. He knew everything about this car, and seeing it up close only solidified his excitement.

Liam: It's beautiful.

Just then, another racer approached—a young woman exuding confidence and grace. She extended her hand toward Liam.

Racer: Hey there, I'm Sarah. Welcome to the team.

Liam shook her hand, wondering if this poised racer would be his new partner.

Liam: Liam. It's great to meet you.

Their handshake carried an unspoken connection—a mutual passion for racing. Sarah smiled warmly, glad to meet someone who seemed like a promising addition to the team.

Sarah: I heard you're the newest addition. We're glad to have you on board.

Liam grinned, still amazed that his dream was becoming a reality.

Liam: Thanks, Sarah. I'm excited to be here.

Their conversation was cut short as Logan approached, clapping his hands together with a grin.

Logan: Alright, you two. Enough chit-chat. We've got work to do.

Sarah and Liam nodded in unison, following Logan to the training area. Logan turned to Liam, eager to jump into the lesson.

Logan: Today, we're going to focus on the basics: cornering, braking, acceleration—you name it.

Liam nodded enthusiastically.

Liam: I'm ready, Logan. Let's do this.

As the session began, Liam threw himself into the training, soaking up every piece of advice Logan offered. With each lap around the track, his confidence grew, and his passion for racing burned brighter. From the sidelines, Sarah watched with a mixture of surprise and pride.

Sarah: You're a natural, Liam. Keep it up.

Liam glanced her way, his grin full of gratitude.

Liam: Thanks, Sarah. I couldn't do it without you and Logan.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the racetrack, Liam felt a deep sense of accomplishment. He knew this was just the beginning of his journey, but with the support of his teammates and Logan's guidance, he was ready for whatever the racing world threw his way.

*****

Meanwhile, in the CEO's office, Leclerc sat across from the executive who had presided over Liam's signing.

Leclerc: Listen, he's a bright kid. The last thing we want is for him to get injured. He's only 16.

Executive: The media is all over this, Leclerc. We have to send him to a race soon. If we don't, we risk our reputation.

Leclerc sighed, running a hand through his hair.

Leclerc: I know, I know. But we can't have him dying out there. He has no idea how dangerous racing can be. He's a crazy-good street racer, but this is a whole different level.

Executive: I trust Logan to train him. He'll be ready in no time.

Leclerc: Even if he is, the upcoming races are too advanced for a newbie. I'm not sending him to Le Mans or the Nürburgring—he'd get wiped off the track.

Executive: Alright, how about this: the Porsche Carrera Cup happens in two years. We can train him until then, but once that race comes around, he has to compete. If not, we'll have no choice but to cut him.

Leclerc hesitated before nodding.

Leclerc: Fine. But only because Toshiba really likes him. It'd be great to see what he can do on a track. I've seen him on the streets, but this is a whole new ball game.

The executive chuckled.

Executive: Your daughter can't stop talking about him, can she?

Leclerc laughed softly.

Leclerc: Hope? Yeah, she was grinning like crazy at his signing.

Executive: She seems to really trust him. Maybe it's good to have him around.

Leclerc: Maybe. Let's just hope he's as good as everyone says he is.