AFTER THE GREEN HELL - Russtappen
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Nürburgring sempre exigiu mais do que velocidade.
Exigiu coragem, resistência e a capacidade de sobreviver ao circuito mais cruel do automobilismo.
Na estreia de Max Verstappen nas 24 Horas de Nürburgring, a Verstappen Racing desafia todas as expectativas e lidera a corrida por vinte e uma horas consecutivas. Entre madrugada, chuva, tráfego e stints impecáveis, a vitória parece cada vez mais próxima.
Até o Inferno Verde cobrar seu preço.
Enquanto a corrida escapa de suas mãos a poucas horas da bandeira quadriculada, Max tenta carregar sozinho o peso da derrota - mas George Russell o conhece bem demais para permitir isso.
Porque algumas corridas não são lembradas por quem venceu.
São lembradas por quem fez história.
E Nürburgring jamais esqueceria Max Verstappen.
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