Luca's eyes caught the DRS marker to the side. He really thought about using DRS for Derstappen, but he wasn't yet within a second of him. And while a one-second delta was ideal for DRS usage, using DRS beyond that might lead to a waste of SomberCore energy.
Luca was relieved to see Derstappen's rear wings still closed, meaning he wasn't using DRS on whoever was in front of him. So, both drivers sped down the straight, pushing their engines a fraction beyond their normal max speed.
It was a brief rest, as they had to slam their brakes once more, tilting their wheels into the next chicane: Turns 17, 18, and 19.
**Luca, box crew is prepped and ready. Tires and fuel set. You're good to pit whenever**
**Window is open, but stay out if pace holds. Your call**
"First thing next lap," Luca responded, feeling his downforce waver as he forced a right-left-right melee.