[SYNCHRONIZING HOST....]
[SYNCHRONIZATION COMPLETE]
[Host is now synced with Dallara (F2 04)]
Woo-hoo! You are so beautiful!
Luca exhaled as his gloved hands settled on the wheel. He began to caress the magnificent sculpture that was responsible for controlling the direction and steering of an F2 beast like the Dallara (F2 04). His fingers quickly found their respective positions, gently brushing over the many controls adorning the wheel, from the thick buttons to the harder paddles.
Luca had now been training for four consecutive days, getting back into rhythm, reacquainting himself with the raw intensity of a single-seater. Every second spent inside the cockpit felt like a return to where he truly belonged. The car had never felt more responsive, never worked more seamlessly. It was as if he had never left.