Steel, dense clouds hung in the sky, threatening not only with rain, but also downpour. In his car, Steve Paxton could see only the black track, the gray sky and the traffic lights that will turn red in a few moments.
There was no one before him. Everyone was behind him. Steve felt no pride or even great satisfaction that he had won the pole position. If he had allowed himself this type of emotion, he would have lost focus and the race was about to begin. The time for joy will come when he wins.
