Page 5 - Bold Move
At night, while Takuma is sleeping in his room, Nobuhiko gets his laptop from his luggage and places it on the desk. He plugs the ethernet cable to his laptop, taking advantage of the hotel's internet.
At the internet, he accesses the FIA database and searches for Sir Shaw McCarthy. While it only shows his basic info such as the date of his first race and his last ever race, no other detailed info is seen, since he didn't undergo the Nanoparticle registration which was nonexistent in his heyday. It also shows old photos of him and his race cars.
Nobuhiko: "Of course I cannot determine his racing skills since the Nanoparticle Data System was not around in his heyday."
He scrolls down, and he sees a piece of information at the miscellaneous section:
Sir Shaw McCarthy, feared in the European racing scene from the 1950s until his rather early retirement in the 1970s with no explanations why. He suddenly disappeared at the time, and is even scheduled to race at one of the F1 rounds.
He is known for is motto of "Perfect Execution", which he lies in wait until he spots the "perfect" opportunity to overtake the opponent to make sure "he humiliates them" at the end.
During the height of his career, he had a son named Sir Ben McCarthy, who also became a legendary racer and was knighted as well. Rumor has it that the father and son had quarrels, and one photographer spotted the latter sleeping on the streets, possibly hinting of running away from home. Whatever the reasons are, his son did run away from home eventually.
After his sudden disappearance in the 1970s, he reappeared, announcing his retirement from racing, and disappeared once again from the public eye...
Nobuhiko: "So Sir Ben ran away from home... but I'm not interested in that. However, it could prove useful for my investigation. Why did that old man disappear from racing, then? Could Sir Ben's running away and Sir Shaw's sudden retirement have a connection? And why would that old man surprisingly appear now? I've got to find out his plans for Takuma-san."
Sayuki from Japan suddenly calls him.
Sayuki: "Are you about to sleep?"
Nobuhiko: "Yeah. What are you doing now?"
Sayuki: "I'm just starting to work. Are you online?"
Nobuhiko: "Yeah. I'm reading the dossier of Sir Shaw McCarthy in FIA's website."
Sayuki: "I've posted it. The info is from various sources, however, that's all that they can say. Sir Shaw is known to be silent in his heyday, not saying much in both of his racing activities and his private life. But one source did say that he used to brag about how great his son was, and he will mold him in his own image."
Nobuhiko: "What's these got to do with Takuma-san, then?"
Sayuki: "That, I don't know. That old man is planning something on your partner. You've got to be on your toes, and Takuma as well."
Nobuhiko: "I see. But I will be racing in the 1st round, how about I let those two talk? Takuma-san has yet to see him."
Sayuki: "Good luck."
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It's the big day! This is it, first round of the Formula 1 season...
I sure do hope our practice sessions paid off, especially for Little Nobu. I'm worried, he has the guts to take on the 1st round.
After the opening ceremonies and the qualifying session, the race officially starts. Peter and I are crossing our fingers...
While we're watching, an old man approaches us. Peter is taken by shock.
Sir Shaw: "You must be Takuma Kanonji, am I right?"
Takuma: "I am. And who might you be?"
Sir Shaw: "I am Sir Shaw McCarthy, your grandfather."
Grandfather!? So I assume he's Otousan's father. Otousan didn't make any mention of his name...
Takuma: "Your son never mentioned you. But it was nice meeting you, sir."
Sir Shaw: "That was rather a bold move sending in your partner for the first round. Won't that be too risky?"
Takuma: "I have a lot of faith in him. He may be a novice in this game, but he'll eventually be a beast that will devour the competition. He's dedicated, and that will be his weapon. And so am I."
Owen: "This is unexpected, Takuma is not driving for this round."
Owen: "But I gotta get serious, I have to do the task."
Nobuhiko: "Man, this is hard! Catching up to your opponents and controlling this car require lots of concentration! Messing up here is fatal!"
He brought his antics, as he taps one of his opponents.
Nobuhiko: "That should have been my car... Nice color scheme there."
The cars pass by the main straight for another lap.
Sir Shaw: "Your partner is moving up. Impressive."
Takuma: "He will never back down from any kind of pressure."
Owen is struggling to accomplish his task.
Owen: "He's getting away. I have no idea he could be that good."
I just found out from Nobuhiko that he has 4 opponents left to overtake. Heh, you're treating this like Super GT? I like it. Your antics in Super GT is evident here as well. Go for it.
Nobuhiko: "I'm getting close."
And he applies late braking to overtake another opponent! Nice move!
Nobuhiko: "F1 cars have insane stopping power! I can brake as late as I can!"
All right, Little Nobu! Just one left!
Nobuhiko: "You're a tough one."
Nobuhiko: "I'm not gonna chicken off the throttle! See ya!"
I expect no less from Nobuhiko. Picking you is the right choice.
Sir Shaw: "I'm amazed. But the real battle is yet to begin."
Takuma: "Of course I know that. I cannot celebrate yet. But I will commend my partner for his first ever F1 win. A hard work deserves a praise."
Nobuhiko: "Hmmmmm.... this is just as tense as Super GT. But I must admit, I haven't mastered this car... and its full potential."
That old man tapped on my shoulder, before he can return to his team.
Sir Shaw: "Impressive run there. But I am looking forward to seeing you run for the next round."
And he leaves. Just who the hell is he? He appeared like a ghost...
Sir Shaw: "Next round... I won't be so nice. Let's see if your "dedication" would still be an effective tool.
Faith? Instinct? Dedication? What could they do for you? They are nothing more than just plain emotions that get in someone's way in perfection. Mind over heart... what can a heart do? A heart is a source of human weakness.
My son, just watch your protege's spirit being crushed... Even from beyond the grave, you will regret running away from me. And I'll make sure of it."
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