Shrimpllyy
Nova's been running her whole life.
From fists, from silence, from the world's hatred of girls who fight back.
Now she's running flat-out-through gravel traps, media storms, and the wreckage of her rookie season in Formula 1.
She's too raw. Too angry. Too unpredictable.
But she's also fast. And someone just gave her a car with claws.
Dove Racing isn't polished or pretty.
But it's hers.
There's the second driver who lights up every room but bites when she needs to.
The engineer intern who keeps her head down, her notes sharp, and somehow always knows when to speak up.
And the team principal with a gambler's gut and a soft spot for girls like Nova; too fast, too messy, too much.
They're scrappy. Flawed. Furious.
And for the first time in her life, Nova's not just surviving, she's building something.
But ghosts don't disappear. And the track isn't the only place she's haunted.
Every lap drags the past closer.
Every win tests how far she'll go to stay in control.
Because going fast is easy.
Staying still... that's the part that hurts.