Victoria Ramsey, the daughter of 5-time world champion, Adam Ramsey is following up the steps of the legendary driver of the sport and become a world champion one day. After encountering massive rivalries and challenges, it was certain that she will...
"Oh my god, Alaia! I was thinking just the same!" Victoria exclaimed over the phone.
"I know his intentions, what he wants to do with the sport. But the way he's executing it, it's really fishy, to say the least..." Alaia replied.
"We've been saying this since the start of the season!"
"So what'chu wanna do?"
"We need eyes in VulcanTech. Like, legitimately in their HQ." Alaia suggested.
"Wait, you don't me we- Alaia... our career is on the line. Imagine if we're caught or some shit."
"Vicki, our careers are already at stake. I just heard that Mercedes found another driver for my spot. It's just the matter of time till my time in F1 too will be shortened. Both of us joining another series ain't going to change anything, you know that."
That got Victoria thinking. She was right..
"You know, it's gonna be weird, not seeing you every week when I'm competing in FE,"
"Hey, don't let it bother you. Remember...? Enjoy the racing, we can always meet up some time. Don't let this or even Rafa to spoil the moment. You know what they say... there's plenty of fishes in the sea." the German jokingly replied.
"Haha... alright... about the Vulcanshit... I'll think about it." Victoria replied, before ending the video call.
The following evening, Victoria didn't even bother to dress up for the Formula E gathering. She wore the team's polo tee with her trouser and sneakers on.
"So, what now, dad?" She asked, rather unamused with her surroundings.
"I don't know, mix around?" He replied sarcastically.
"They're all your competitors for this coming season. Some of them have been racing FE for years. Ask them a couple of questions... some tips maybe?" Adam suggested. "There are legends here... Former F1 drivers, Mick Schumacher, Felipinho Massa... Enzo Fit-"
"Fine..." Victoria interrupted.
"W-wait... she looks rather familiar." Victoria pointed towards a lady, dressed in Jaguar team-wear. She looked slightly older than Victoria herself.
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"A-ha! That, dear... Lara Robertson. 2nd year in FE. Gold medallist in the Olympics at just 17 before switching to motorsport in 2036. She was from Britain's athletics team. Raced in British F4 and F3. Runners-up for both." Adam introduced.
"Off you go now..."
Her blonde hair was poker-straight and pulled back into a high pony-tail. She wore little make-up and was often stern, rarely joining in the jokes of the other drivers.
As Victoria walked towards her, she noticed how ridiculously tall she was. At least five-foot-eleven, and with mile-long legs, Vicki felt like a dwarf next to her.
