
Monaco, 2022
The night air in Monaco always held a particular kind of electricity—thick with salt and glamour, echoing with lingering cheers, crackling from the residual heat of high-stakes glory.
Charles could still hear the roar of the crowd ringing in his ears as he stood near the back of the garage, chest still rising and falling from adrenaline.
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Ferrari had done it.
He and Carlos had done it.

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