The car laid good on the road and the engine made beautiful noise, he drifted around the corner and he avoided the traffic. He zigzagged around them and drifted around the other corner. He then pulled over in front of the garage. Justin leaned against the car. 'You like it?' He asked. 'It's good.' He said.
'Pay froward or afterward?' He added. He killed the engine and grabbed his bag. 'Pay now I get you the papers so you can sign them.' Justin said. He nodded and gave him the bag. 'Cash. And now give me the papers and a pen.' He ordered. Justin nodded and grabbed the bag and walked inside of the building he waited for him to return with the papers. Justin came back with a pen and papers. He pointed at the spots he needed to sign.
Justin nodded as he signed it. 'Aaaaand sold!' He said.
'Good.' He said.
'So on my here I drove passed the track here in Austin. What's there?' He asked.
Justin smiled. 'European motorsport.' He said.
'F1?' He asked. He nodded. 'Yep. F1.' He said.
'Just you are going with me?' He asked.
'I'm going to peak.' He said.
Justin nodded and got into the passenger seat. He turned on the car and drove off.
As he made it to track there were security. It was already done. But he could still see the drivers.
He parked the car nearby the entrance.
'I don't like this kind of motorsport.' Justin said. 'Do you?' He asked. He shrugged. 'I have a friend who drives for Ferarri sadly he attacked me back in The Netherlands.' He said.
'You want to hurt him or something?' Justin asked.
He shook his head. 'Nah.' He said. He noticed people wearing orange. 'Who are they?' He asked.
Justin shrugged. 'I'm more street racing and NASCAR type.' He said.
'I got some mates who are with NASCAR.' Justin added.
He liked further. Two drivers walked on the terrain. Charles.
'That's the Ferarri guy huh?' Justin asked.
'Yeah.' He said.
Lando
'That was a good race. Lando.' Charles said. 'Still can't believe.' He said.
'Yeah me too.' Charles said. 'I mean you managed to stay ahead of the Mercedes.'
Aloud engine sound echoed as a car with a high spoiler drive off. Charles looked up.
'Shit.' He said. 'What?' Lando asked. 'I think we have a problem.'
'We?' Lando asked. 'This dude is trying to murder me because I helped his sister.' He said.
'You mean Ann?' He asked. Charles nodded, 'exactly.' He said.
'You sure? Maybe it's just a street racer or something.' Lando said.
'I think you need to take Ann to England.' Charles said.
'He'll probably follow me to Monaco. Because he thinks I'm a friend off her.' Charles said.
'Wel. You are right?' He asked. He nodded.
'Call the cops?'
Charles shook his head. 'This guy is an expert he used to drive through Monaco.'
'And he doesn't know you so you'll be fine.' Charles added.
'What a car!' A voice yelled. Lando looked at George. 'What? It makes nice sound.' George said.
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Lando Norris| on the circuit (Finished)
Action|ENG|Anna is a Dutch girl who always loved Formula 1. She is supporter of Max Verstappen. When she received tickets for the next coming race in Zandvoort she goes to a restaurant alone where she meets a racer called Lando Norris. Lando is a good fri...
