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It was 11 AM, and Luca was still sprawled across his bed, the dim sunlight creeping through the curtains unable to stir him. The previous night had been a blur of laughter, cheers, and wild celebration, and now his body paid the price.
The bottle of champagne he had drained on the podium was just the beginning. By the time the team had returned to the garage, the party had escalated into complete chaos, with Luca leading the charge.
In the garage, the Trampos crew had completely let loose.
McCauley was seen spinning a chair while holding Luca's trophy over his head, mimicking Luca's mind blowing start with Grid Launch.
Dennis decided it was the perfect time to climb onto the spare tire rack and proclaim himself the "King of Pitstops" before belly-flopping onto a padded bench.
