Don was so excited when he got a spot at the Fergus Stables! Unfortunately, it turned out that Martin was here before him. Martin was only a mechanic, but he was here, he had friends here, he beat him in the race to a real professional stable. Alston had to jump over him, he had to be better than him. He had to be on a real professional track.
The young driver clenched his fists. He was angry with himself. After all, he really loved the sport! He loved the adrenaline that pulsed through his veins as he competed in the race. Waiting for the start, then a direct fight on the track - it was something beautiful! The feeling of winning the track over Martin, his long-time direct rival, was ecstatic! This was exactly the feeling he should have wanted against Paxton.
"You look like you are fighting with your thoughts," remarked Lambert. "Who is winning?"
Alston shook his head.
