The second theme song for that season boomed in the background—"Chop Suey!" by System of a Down—as the cars stacked up beyond the grid, the atmosphere humming with engine heat, a stark contrast to the cool night air.
The commentary resonated throughout the city, blending with the roars of the spectators leaning out of the high-rise windows and cheering from the stands behind steel barricades. After an intense hour and forty-five minutes of racing, the leaderboard finally solidified, ready to record the night's unforgettable outcome.
Luca's System displayed his final position, the yellow glow of number 2 reflecting off his helmet and casting a warm light across the cockpit. He felt the power of his car wind down, only then allowing himself to release the steering wheel, his fingers stiff and tingling.
[2ND POSITION]
[Congratulations, host! You have made a podium!]
**You are the man, Luca. You guys have done it!**
