After surviving the first cut without much effort, Buoso Di Renzo steered his silver Ferrari out of the garage for the start of Q2. A formidable growl escaped the engine as it transitioned from the shadows of the pit box into the searing glare of the afternoon sun. The Jackson supporters cheered. The Silver Stallions clapped as the machine left base.
Di Renzo recalibrated his hold on the wheel, feeling the carbon fiber through his gloves like an extension of his own bones. He was confident the 97 was computed perfectly for today's task. This was the moment where the volatile energy of the pit lane faded, replaced by the stifling silence of his own concentration.
As he disappeared, the team's eyes turned to their screens, waiting to see if the track temperature would alter their carefully planned strategy.
**Copy. You are clear into the home straight**
**Gap to the car ahead is just a second. Let's keep the out-lap disciplined and bring the tires up to their optimal window**
