The Ibiza and 106 race was one of the most boring. Seat and Peugeot went head to head to the first corner, but before that corner the green car slowed down. And it entered him much slower than the yellow ones. In addition, the driver left a lot of space for his opponent from the inside. You can clean up Majka, she used it and overtook him. In the next two corners, she only confirmed her lead. On the long straight, Lukasz Bogucki tried to make up for the loss of time. But it didn't work out. On the oil bends Majka managed to increase the advantage that separates them even more. This race was dominated by her.
When she crossed the finish line, she glanced in the rearview mirror, but her rival was not visible in it. She continued on ahead.
Lukasz Bogucki was only driving for the second year. He had more losses than wins on his account. However, he hoped that this race would be straightforward, after all, he was dealing with this year's rookie. He miscalculated, and a lot of it. Nobody has beaten him with a similar advantage.
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His brother entered Robert's room.
"May I have a look at the list of yesterday's participants?"
Brunet took it from the drawer and handed it to his brothers. Karol lay down comfortably on the bed and began going through the data.
"Maja Piwonska ..."
"What? Robert couldn't hear what his brother said because he was too busy typing on the computer."
"It seemed to me that a girl was driving the yellow Ibiza."
"And?"
"She won."
"And this is a woman, can't you be a good driver?"
"Maybe, of course it can. I would like to meet her" he handed back the notebook.
"Give it up. Women are only disturbing, distracting and wanting to spend more time on them, not on cars."
"The one with whom neither could stand even a month spoke. By knowing, I meant finding out what kind of driver she is.
"I would say unworthy of your attention. Racing with such a person will add nothing to your experience."
"Each race is a new experience. Only you think she is an unworthy opponent. I must remind you that the last enemy unworthy of your attention has defeated you."
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"Dear ladies, I invite you" Bartek announced, opening the door for his girlfriend. "Today's races will be a little different," he said cryptically.
Hanka was hugging her lover, and Majka was walking a few steps behind them. She was fed up with these cupids. That evening, however, she was condemned to Bartek and his half.
They were in the woods. All the people stood among the trees along the road. A white and red tape was hung along the first row of pines.
The boy took his cell phone out of his pocket and looked at the display.
"It should start soon," he announced. He looked around. "I guess there'll be a better view there," he pointed up the hill.
"Do you want to go there? For what?" Hanka asked. She wasn't going to climb.
The road was at the bottom of a small valley.
"We're not going to the top, Sweetheart," he kissed her head.
They only walked a few meters up the hill, then the boy turned and looked down the road.
"It should be fine here," he said.
"Why don't you explain why you brought us here?"
"Majka, don't be a companion in hot water."
About five minutes later, two beems lined up at the start. They started with a squeal of tires. They traveled in parallel on a short stretch of road. Silver won. The three of them saw everything well from there.
"Drag" - Majka said to herself aloud.
"That's right" Bartek agreed "At 1/4 mile."
The next race was won by Golf, and the loser was Polo.
"Boredom" said Piwonska.
Then some Audi was racing with the Passat.
"I prefer normal races" Majka announced.
"Why?"
"There's always something going on there. There are twists and turns, and it's not here. "She shrugged.
"Huh!"
"The one who has more power and acceleration wins. Boooring."
"Hey, don't overdo it. Not always..."
"Well, there will be a twist when someone turns on the nitro" Majka told the boy.
"Don't overdo it. It is Poland, not the United States."