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Well, given the races I'm doing, it's more than likely to appear
Actually, for the next race, I chose Praiano.
Still slid sometimes, mind you...
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Chapter 27 - The 'Ultimate' Tuning Car? Really?
Taro stepped aside to reveal...
"......."
A man with spiked up blonde hair got out of the car - presumably Taro's teammate. He spoke with a strong German accent.
"Good evening there. My name is Michael Krauss, and this is the ultimate tuning car ever created, bar none."
"...Ultimate?"
"Basically, what you see here is a Honda S2000, but given huge aerodynamic ability and a 600hp turbocharged engine. Nothing has ever beaten it, and nothing will ever beat it."
"That, sir, is not an S2000 in the slightest..."
"I know! More of a rocket launcher, isn't it? A rapid-fire rocket launcher that is, with the ability to crush everything in the way."
"Bah! Stop making yourself look like a complete fool, you're gonna lose anyway."
"Oh, OK then. What do you have to try and beat this thing?"
He then saw Ishizaki's Caterham.
"...Hahaha! How did you even get in?!! Ha! I am genuinely amused...if you'll pardon the pun."
"You wait till your genetically modified S2000 is eating a huge revvy scream behind you..."
"You're funny. Anyway, I'm off. 'Good luck'. Hah!"
"...Bastard."
Then a Corvette showed up in front of our garage...Alexei!
"Oh...hey, Jason. You in this race or something?"
"No, it's this guy here with the Caterham."
"...Caterham? I mean, I know you almost beat me in a Giulia, Jason, but I'm not sure that can do it here...I mean, look at the opposition."
"I know already. That damned S2k's showed up to make some trouble..."
"That is quite the definition of mid-life crisis in a racing world - having to get a car as fast as that to win races like this...anyway, I'm going to the grid now."
Now a hugely liveried and bodykitted Evo showed up in front of our garage. Russell seemed to recognise the driver.
"Oh, is that Zach?"
"Yo, Russ. You entering this again?"
"No, it's the Caterham you see here."
"Oh. Well, can you ensure he doesn't end up blocking me from end to end this time? *cough* Like you."
"Haha, you joker. To be honest, it probably won't matter, this bad boy can challenge the S2k that'll be up front, for sure."
"Seriously?"
"Any bets?"
"Fine. 10% of the winnings I get."
"Deal. You off now?"
"Yes, indeed. See you there, Caterham boy."
Zach's Evo 7 then roared off down the pitlane with a deafening scream from its exhaust.
"That thing don't sound half bad."
"Hmm. So right, now, we need to give your Caterham every single one of the top parts we got with it. That's the only way we can hope to win this race."
"He'll still be way down on HP..."
"But he has 4 times less weight than some of these guys."
"But then it'll just be a slidey mess..."
"Not if we can fit some grippier tyres."
"Right then...let's do that. Medium racing, let's say?"
"That'd be good. OK, let's do this!"
After we fitted the parts to Ishizaki's car, it was time for the race. And what would surely be a lot of sliding, fireworks and damage to the cars around. It was time...
Starting Grid
1. Orange Nissan Fairlady Z
2. Silver HPA Golf R32
3. Michael's White Amuse S2000 GT1 Turbo
4. White Amuse Nismo 380RS
5. Black/White Amuse Carbon R
6. Zach's Red HKS CT230R
7. Ishizaki's Orange Caterham 7
8. Silver RUF BTR
9. Silver High End Performance G37
10. Blue RE Amemiya RX-7
11. Alexei's Art Morrison Corvette
12. Blue Mine's Skyline
"Right, if I can keep this thing under control- uh oh..."
"Everyone underestimates these Golfs. If only I could have some W12 650..."
"Such a pathetic turnout. Still, I can help improving my record."
"Yikes! That thing in front of me looks threatening..."
"Tell you what, this feels so much better now the wheelspin's been fixed from the last series."
"I've got the real fastest car here. I can just tell."
"I feel so MINISCULE here!"
"Right...keep under control for me, please, BTR..."
"I could drive facing the other way. Then I might get to play the PS3 I have in here!"
"Amemiya, how could I resist you..."
"Damn, I've been ousted. Still, at least I might have...fun."
"Such power being abused by being last...waah!"
Ishizaki got away - and was immediately passed by the BTR.
"We're making progress! Come on..."
"Ah. I'm underpowered."
But then of course the BTR launched catastrophically off the track.
"Wait- no no no no no no!!!"
"Someone's having a crisis."
He passed the Carbon R out of the first turn...
"Damn! Not even the best of setups can save me from getting passed by a Caterham!"
"CarbonaRa...mmm, tasty!"
...then Zach's CT230R...
"Ah, nuts."
"Ow, man! Stop deafening me! Even I can't hear my Caterham over the sound of that thing."
...then the 380RS...
"Ah! So fast!"
"You're too slow!"
..the HPA...
"Aargh, damnit! Come back here!"
"A Golf? Really?"
Then he hit a roadblock.
"Ishizaki, the S2k Turbo has taken the lead. Proceed with caution."
"Right! OK!"
But first, he made his way past the Fairlady Z.
"Ahh! Can't...get it...under...control!"
"Bloody hell, that hurt my eyes."
Leaving Michael's jacked up S2000 up ahead already.
"I'm coming, Mike!"
"...This guy...is he catching me?"
"He is!"
"Come on!"
"Jesus christ, what is he on?!"
"Woo!"
"Yes!"
"You're kidding!"
"OK, Ishizaki, now maintain position! This will be a race-long struggle now, so keep it up."
"That bastard...he can't pass me in a Caterham!"
"...Ah...I can hear it in here! It's scary!"
At first Ishizaki kept up ahead of him.
"Haha...he doesn't know what's coming up next!"
No, it wasn't this corner.
"Ahh!"
"Oh wow, that helps even more!"
Yep, it was the straight.
"Whoa! He's fast down here!"
"Yep, bye."
"God no!"
"Heh. This is why you modify an S2000 like this!"
"Waah! Sliding wide!"
"Where's he going?"
"Ahh!"
"Whoa! Bastard!"
"Aaaaaah!!!!"
"Oh, bye then."
This was bad. Now Ishizaki had lost a lot of time to the S2k Turbo and had the disadvantage down the straights.
"OK, no big loss, Ishizaki. We can still catch this guy. Just keep it on four wheels and you'll be fine."
"OK...let's go!"
"I can catch him again? He looks far out now..."
"I don't know...he's really fast!"
"And my car...it's damaged...can I make it to the end?!"
"Oh, I think I am catching it!"
"...See, I know the field is all too weak."
"I must catch this S2000!"
"Meh, he doesn't even look close!"
"Wait for this!!"
"Yes!"
"Gasp!!!"
"How the?"
"Bye bye!"
"Oh, you ain't seen nothing yet!"
"Come on! Stay back!"
"Power!!!"
"Not now!"
"See ya again..."
"Does this guy quit?"
"Right, let's get this guy out for real."
"Waah! Sliding again!"
"Whoa! Sliding!"
"Hah, talk about synchronised drifting...Beauty and the Beast?"
"Or just two beasts."
"Good one."
"Ow!"
"Stop 🤬 hitting me!!"
Out of it all though, Ishizaki came out behind the S2000 again.
"Yes, you may be ahead, but I can catch you again!"
"Let that be the last of him..."
Obviously, it wasn't the last of him.
"Come on!!"
"Whoa, that's fast!"
"Ah! Sliding again!"
"He's out of control!"
But he was past him again.
"See ya!"
"Oh for god's sake!"
Michael was keeping a close watch though.
"Oh, so now you start following me!"
"I must pass you! I can't lose!"
"Faster, S2k!"
"He's staying back now..."
"Let's go, Caterham!!!"
"Ahh, but now he's back on me!"
"Right, this'll show him!"
"Haha!"
"Oh. Sigh."
"Now, go away!"
"Jeez, this guy's a tough one, ain't he?"
"Now let's get him again!"
"If he touches me this time..."
"Oof!"
"For the last time...do not...touch...my...S2k!!!!!!!"
This time though, Ishizaki made it out ahead.
"Yes! I'm out of there!"
"Bastard!"
"Hah, ultimate tuning car...ask my ass."
"Come on!!"
"How does he get away so fast!!!"
"Not even wrecking an S2000 can make an ultimate tuning car!"
"You need heart and soul to make a tuner car, not a billion changes to every bit part of the car."
"So that's why you can't get your car to beat mine."
"Hah, now the straight comes up again!!"
Except Michael wasn't even remotely close to Ishizaki this time.
"I can't keep up!!"
"He won't get me this time!"
"Go!!!"
"Aargh, no!"
"Oh, he's not passed me. I think I've won now."
He still had a lap to get by though.
"I still have a lap to smash your face in!"
"Right, let's keep this up!"
"Haha! Now I'm with you!"
"Aargh, he's staying with me now."
"And you see, once I say that, he's gone again! This thing's so good."
"Yawn...I could sandbag this last lap."
"I can still beat you!"
"Try me, Mike..."
"I will pass you!"
"Ooh boy, he is quite close."
"Now!!!"
"Last straight..."
"I shall not lose!!!!"
"Come on!!"
"Go!!!!!!!!"
"Almost!!"
"RAAAAAGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Yes!"
"NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"I lost to a 🤬 Caterham!! 🤬 bastard!!"
"You did it, Ishizaki! You're the winner!"
"I beat it! No one else, but me!"
"How can the Amuse S2000 GT1 Turbo lose?! This will not stand...we will have revenge!"
Back at the pits, everyone had surrounded the winning Caterham. That is not an exaggeration - after beating the S2k Turbo for the first time, it's not exactly unnatural for such an event to happen.
"Man, you did it, kid!"
"How did you do it?"
"Amazing!! You beat it!"
"You super kid."
"I'm amazed!"
"I...uh...wow, does this really mean that much?"
"Yes! You've beaten a previously unbeaten car! No one thought it would be beaten for ages yet!"
"Well...uh...that's...something."
Ishizaki's Caterham has now conquered all kinds of cars - from E46 M3's to Pagani Zonda's to previously unbeaten tuned 600hp S2000's. Now with this, surely he has all the rep he needs along with his 3 racing mates to become a top future racing driver, surely?
Taro stepped aside to reveal...
"......."
A man with spiked up blonde hair got out of the car - presumably Taro's teammate. He spoke with a strong German accent.
"Good evening there. My name is Michael Krauss, and this is the ultimate tuning car ever created, bar none."
"...Ultimate?"
"Basically, what you see here is a Honda S2000, but given huge aerodynamic ability and a 600hp turbocharged engine. Nothing has ever beaten it, and nothing will ever beat it."
"That, sir, is not an S2000 in the slightest..."
"I know! More of a rocket launcher, isn't it? A rapid-fire rocket launcher that is, with the ability to crush everything in the way."
"Bah! Stop making yourself look like a complete fool, you're gonna lose anyway."
"Oh, OK then. What do you have to try and beat this thing?"
He then saw Ishizaki's Caterham.
"...Hahaha! How did you even get in?!! Ha! I am genuinely amused...if you'll pardon the pun."
"You wait till your genetically modified S2000 is eating a huge revvy scream behind you..."
"You're funny. Anyway, I'm off. 'Good luck'. Hah!"
"...Bastard."
Then a Corvette showed up in front of our garage...Alexei!
"Oh...hey, Jason. You in this race or something?"
"No, it's this guy here with the Caterham."
"...Caterham? I mean, I know you almost beat me in a Giulia, Jason, but I'm not sure that can do it here...I mean, look at the opposition."
"I know already. That damned S2k's showed up to make some trouble..."
"That is quite the definition of mid-life crisis in a racing world - having to get a car as fast as that to win races like this...anyway, I'm going to the grid now."
Now a hugely liveried and bodykitted Evo showed up in front of our garage. Russell seemed to recognise the driver.
"Oh, is that Zach?"
"Yo, Russ. You entering this again?"
"No, it's the Caterham you see here."
"Oh. Well, can you ensure he doesn't end up blocking me from end to end this time? *cough* Like you."
"Haha, you joker. To be honest, it probably won't matter, this bad boy can challenge the S2k that'll be up front, for sure."
"Seriously?"
"Any bets?"
"Fine. 10% of the winnings I get."
"Deal. You off now?"
"Yes, indeed. See you there, Caterham boy."
Zach's Evo 7 then roared off down the pitlane with a deafening scream from its exhaust.
"That thing don't sound half bad."
"Hmm. So right, now, we need to give your Caterham every single one of the top parts we got with it. That's the only way we can hope to win this race."
"He'll still be way down on HP..."
"But he has 4 times less weight than some of these guys."
"But then it'll just be a slidey mess..."
"Not if we can fit some grippier tyres."
"Right then...let's do that. Medium racing, let's say?"
"That'd be good. OK, let's do this!"
After we fitted the parts to Ishizaki's car, it was time for the race. And what would surely be a lot of sliding, fireworks and damage to the cars around. It was time...
Starting Grid
1. Orange Nissan Fairlady Z
2. Silver HPA Golf R32
3. Michael's White Amuse S2000 GT1 Turbo
4. White Amuse Nismo 380RS
5. Black/White Amuse Carbon R
6. Zach's Red HKS CT230R
7. Ishizaki's Orange Caterham 7
8. Silver RUF BTR
9. Silver High End Performance G37
10. Blue RE Amemiya RX-7
11. Alexei's Art Morrison Corvette
12. Blue Mine's Skyline
"Right, if I can keep this thing under control- uh oh..."
"Everyone underestimates these Golfs. If only I could have some W12 650..."
"Such a pathetic turnout. Still, I can help improving my record."
"Yikes! That thing in front of me looks threatening..."
"Tell you what, this feels so much better now the wheelspin's been fixed from the last series."
"I've got the real fastest car here. I can just tell."
"I feel so MINISCULE here!"
"Right...keep under control for me, please, BTR..."
"I could drive facing the other way. Then I might get to play the PS3 I have in here!"
"Amemiya, how could I resist you..."
"Damn, I've been ousted. Still, at least I might have...fun."
"Such power being abused by being last...waah!"
Ishizaki got away - and was immediately passed by the BTR.
"We're making progress! Come on..."
"Ah. I'm underpowered."
But then of course the BTR launched catastrophically off the track.
"Wait- no no no no no no!!!"
"Someone's having a crisis."
He passed the Carbon R out of the first turn...
"Damn! Not even the best of setups can save me from getting passed by a Caterham!"
"CarbonaRa...mmm, tasty!"
...then Zach's CT230R...
"Ah, nuts."
"Ow, man! Stop deafening me! Even I can't hear my Caterham over the sound of that thing."
...then the 380RS...
"Ah! So fast!"
"You're too slow!"
..the HPA...
"Aargh, damnit! Come back here!"
"A Golf? Really?"
Then he hit a roadblock.
"Ishizaki, the S2k Turbo has taken the lead. Proceed with caution."
"Right! OK!"
But first, he made his way past the Fairlady Z.
"Ahh! Can't...get it...under...control!"
"Bloody hell, that hurt my eyes."
Leaving Michael's jacked up S2000 up ahead already.
"I'm coming, Mike!"
"...This guy...is he catching me?"
"He is!"
"Come on!"
"Jesus christ, what is he on?!"
"Woo!"
"Yes!"
"You're kidding!"
"OK, Ishizaki, now maintain position! This will be a race-long struggle now, so keep it up."
"That bastard...he can't pass me in a Caterham!"
"...Ah...I can hear it in here! It's scary!"
At first Ishizaki kept up ahead of him.
"Haha...he doesn't know what's coming up next!"
No, it wasn't this corner.
"Ahh!"
"Oh wow, that helps even more!"
Yep, it was the straight.
"Whoa! He's fast down here!"
"Yep, bye."
"God no!"
"Heh. This is why you modify an S2000 like this!"
"Waah! Sliding wide!"
"Where's he going?"
"Ahh!"
"Whoa! Bastard!"
"Aaaaaah!!!!"
"Oh, bye then."
This was bad. Now Ishizaki had lost a lot of time to the S2k Turbo and had the disadvantage down the straights.
"OK, no big loss, Ishizaki. We can still catch this guy. Just keep it on four wheels and you'll be fine."
"OK...let's go!"
"I can catch him again? He looks far out now..."
"I don't know...he's really fast!"
"And my car...it's damaged...can I make it to the end?!"
"Oh, I think I am catching it!"
"...See, I know the field is all too weak."
"I must catch this S2000!"
"Meh, he doesn't even look close!"
"Wait for this!!"
"Yes!"
"Gasp!!!"
"How the?"
"Bye bye!"
"Oh, you ain't seen nothing yet!"
"Come on! Stay back!"
"Power!!!"
"Not now!"
"See ya again..."
"Does this guy quit?"
"Right, let's get this guy out for real."
"Waah! Sliding again!"
"Whoa! Sliding!"
"Hah, talk about synchronised drifting...Beauty and the Beast?"
"Or just two beasts."
"Good one."
"Ow!"
"Stop 🤬 hitting me!!"
Out of it all though, Ishizaki came out behind the S2000 again.
"Yes, you may be ahead, but I can catch you again!"
"Let that be the last of him..."
Obviously, it wasn't the last of him.
"Come on!!"
"Whoa, that's fast!"
"Ah! Sliding again!"
"He's out of control!"
But he was past him again.
"See ya!"
"Oh for god's sake!"
Michael was keeping a close watch though.
"Oh, so now you start following me!"
"I must pass you! I can't lose!"
"Faster, S2k!"
"He's staying back now..."
"Let's go, Caterham!!!"
"Ahh, but now he's back on me!"
"Right, this'll show him!"
"Haha!"
"Oh. Sigh."
"Now, go away!"
"Jeez, this guy's a tough one, ain't he?"
"Now let's get him again!"
"If he touches me this time..."
"Oof!"
"For the last time...do not...touch...my...S2k!!!!!!!"
This time though, Ishizaki made it out ahead.
"Yes! I'm out of there!"
"Bastard!"
"Hah, ultimate tuning car...ask my ass."
"Come on!!"
"How does he get away so fast!!!"
"Not even wrecking an S2000 can make an ultimate tuning car!"
"You need heart and soul to make a tuner car, not a billion changes to every bit part of the car."
"So that's why you can't get your car to beat mine."
"Hah, now the straight comes up again!!"
Except Michael wasn't even remotely close to Ishizaki this time.
"I can't keep up!!"
"He won't get me this time!"
"Go!!!"
"Aargh, no!"
"Oh, he's not passed me. I think I've won now."
He still had a lap to get by though.
"I still have a lap to smash your face in!"
"Right, let's keep this up!"
"Haha! Now I'm with you!"
"Aargh, he's staying with me now."
"And you see, once I say that, he's gone again! This thing's so good."
"Yawn...I could sandbag this last lap."
"I can still beat you!"
"Try me, Mike..."
"I will pass you!"
"Ooh boy, he is quite close."
"Now!!!"
"Last straight..."
"I shall not lose!!!!"
"Come on!!"
"Go!!!!!!!!"
"Almost!!"
"RAAAAAGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Yes!"
"NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"I lost to a 🤬 Caterham!! 🤬 bastard!!"
"You did it, Ishizaki! You're the winner!"
"I beat it! No one else, but me!"
"How can the Amuse S2000 GT1 Turbo lose?! This will not stand...we will have revenge!"
Back at the pits, everyone had surrounded the winning Caterham. That is not an exaggeration - after beating the S2k Turbo for the first time, it's not exactly unnatural for such an event to happen.
"Man, you did it, kid!"
"How did you do it?"
"Amazing!! You beat it!"
"You super kid."
"I'm amazed!"
"I...uh...wow, does this really mean that much?"
"Yes! You've beaten a previously unbeaten car! No one thought it would be beaten for ages yet!"
"Well...uh...that's...something."
Ishizaki's Caterham has now conquered all kinds of cars - from E46 M3's to Pagani Zonda's to previously unbeaten tuned 600hp S2000's. Now with this, surely he has all the rep he needs along with his 3 racing mates to become a top future racing driver, surely?
Stay tuned to Grand PriX to find out!
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Chapter 28 - A Trial in the Mountains
We were now at Trial Mountain Circuit up in the north of the UK in Scotland. Despite the large amount of mountains around here they all led to a super cool track in the heart of it. We had no idea what to expect, but then again, Russell was the only one racing this time...he was in his Clio Cup racer.
"So then, what is this track like then Russell?"
"Quite twisty to be honest...we have a super fast and swerving section at the beginning followed by a more complex section, then a back straight, then another complex area and then a run to the finish."
"Meh...that doesn't sound like much."
"Yeah, but remember...mistakes here will see you into not even maybe a wall, but a sheer stone edge of rock..."
"Ow, man, I would not wanna feel that."
"No one would. But so many have here...it's just unfortunate that our location here is so mountainy!"
"Heh."
"Right then, you know our opponents?"
"Yeah, I saw some of them in my race at Grand Valley...saw an S3 from the last race, an Evo...maybe an RX-7 as well?"
"Right, cool. Guess I'll just have to get myself out on the track to see what it's really like!"
Russell climbed into his Clio, started it up, and sat there for a few seconds...
"Right, Clio. This is our first race back together. Let's not disappoint. Let's go..."
...then set off with no doubts behind him for sure.
Starting Grid
1. Black Audi S3
2. Orange Nissan Fairlady Z
3. Black Mazda Savanna RX-7
4. Blue Audi TT
5. White Volkswagen Golf
6. Blue Chevrolet Camaro SS
7. Russell's White Renault Clio Trophy
8. Silver Subaru Impreza
9. Gold BMW M3
10. Silver Honda S2000
11. Green Aston Martin DB9
12. Red Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution VI
"Nothing in front of me...this can be a win!"
"This is where the Fairlady Z belongs."
"Hah. Nissan, so weak, Audi, so snobbish...Mazda, ultimate power!"
"I hope this TT doesn't give me a bad name around here."
"I could win this on practicality alone."
"These big muscles are sure to win- oh no, corners!"
"Right...this'll be a breeze, surely."
"I can bully my way through all of this, and no matter what, my Impreza shall survive!"
"That other BMW M3 guy...I envy him so much!!!"
"Patience is the key - and that's where my Honda S2000 will come into play."
"Well, I might not win, but at least I'll look like James Bond doing this."
"Last AGAIN! Why why why!!!"
The race was now under way.
"Right, let's bring it, Clio!"
He came up to the Camaro straight away.
"Ahh! Don't fail, Camaro!"
"Pfft...what a misleading track for that thing."
"Aagh!"
"Yep, bye."
The Golf was next.
"Hah...your Clio's smaller than my Golf!"
"Shopping trolley."
"Gasp!"
"And I just proved it there."
Then he had a light skid...
"Oh god- dang!"
He still kept going though.
"Yikes, that was a close one..."
The TT was next up ahead.
"Now then, this Audi TT...how should I get past it?"
By the end of the lap he was right with it.
"Right, here we go!"
"Oh my, a Clio."
They got side by side through the chicane - and stayed there...
"Come on! I'm not losing out!"
"Come on! Get past this guy!"
...right till the end of the home straight...
"Graah!"
"Go!!!"
...then Russell made his pass into the first corner.
"No!"
"Bye, sucker!"
"That TT had absolutely no right to challenge me...god what was he thinking?!"
The RX-7 was now being caught by the swift Clio.
"Right, next up goes this thing!"
"Let's see how you can handle me now."
By the first corner he was right next to him.
"Hah, that's a pass..."
"No!"
"Bye!"
"No...to a Clio, of all things!"
The Fairlady Z was up next.
"Now I have an annoying orange to contend with...right?"
"I might get him down here again..."
"Go! Now!"
"Huh? What the-he's closing in on me!"
And as they got to the chicane the move was done.
"Yep, there it is."
"No! What was that?"
This left just the S3 left to pass with 2 laps left.
"Right, now just the last car to get by."
"This S3 won't be hard to pass."
Russell lined him up again before the final chicane...and he wasn't willing to keep his Clio safe, by the looks of it.
"Yikes...wall!"
"Aah! Who is this person? What is he? Where? Why? HOW???"
Either way, he left him behind well and truly.
"Yep, there's 1st place."
"Ah! No!"
"I can now just cruise this literally."
"Come on! We must catch him!"
Russell was still pushing, mind you.
"Whoa! Slidey! Guess I can't push too hard to get away from this thing."
"Now he's not close enough surely."
"I will still get you!!!"
He didn't.
"Almost there now...come on, man."
"There's the last chicane..."
"Yes! Winner! Bring it on!"
Back at the pits, Russell seemed all but calm as he got out of his Clio.
"How was that? Your first race in the Clio Trophy?"
"Cinch. Nothing but."
"Heh, right."
"So now, where do we head from here?"
"I guess we can still find many races to do back in central Europe...right?"
"Certainly...we're gonna be doing that...don't you think it'll be long though before we'll be hitting the big time soon?"
"Oh, of course. Now then, where are we all gonna be going in the future...that's another question."
"We can answer that later. For now, why don't we keep this racing pedigree up until we decide where we're going?"
"Sure. For now though...how about Le Mans, let's say?"
"Sure. I'm sure we can find some races for us there."
"Let's go there then. We shall show what we are made of there, for sure..."
"Yes. Let's do it."
So now, with Russell racing again in his old Renault Clio Trophy and still winning with it, the gang now heads over down south to Le Mans to find some tough races to take on. What will await them there?
We were now at Trial Mountain Circuit up in the north of the UK in Scotland. Despite the large amount of mountains around here they all led to a super cool track in the heart of it. We had no idea what to expect, but then again, Russell was the only one racing this time...he was in his Clio Cup racer.
"So then, what is this track like then Russell?"
"Quite twisty to be honest...we have a super fast and swerving section at the beginning followed by a more complex section, then a back straight, then another complex area and then a run to the finish."
"Meh...that doesn't sound like much."
"Yeah, but remember...mistakes here will see you into not even maybe a wall, but a sheer stone edge of rock..."
"Ow, man, I would not wanna feel that."
"No one would. But so many have here...it's just unfortunate that our location here is so mountainy!"
"Heh."
"Right then, you know our opponents?"
"Yeah, I saw some of them in my race at Grand Valley...saw an S3 from the last race, an Evo...maybe an RX-7 as well?"
"Right, cool. Guess I'll just have to get myself out on the track to see what it's really like!"
Russell climbed into his Clio, started it up, and sat there for a few seconds...
"Right, Clio. This is our first race back together. Let's not disappoint. Let's go..."
...then set off with no doubts behind him for sure.
Starting Grid
1. Black Audi S3
2. Orange Nissan Fairlady Z
3. Black Mazda Savanna RX-7
4. Blue Audi TT
5. White Volkswagen Golf
6. Blue Chevrolet Camaro SS
7. Russell's White Renault Clio Trophy
8. Silver Subaru Impreza
9. Gold BMW M3
10. Silver Honda S2000
11. Green Aston Martin DB9
12. Red Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution VI
"Nothing in front of me...this can be a win!"
"This is where the Fairlady Z belongs."
"Hah. Nissan, so weak, Audi, so snobbish...Mazda, ultimate power!"
"I hope this TT doesn't give me a bad name around here."
"I could win this on practicality alone."
"These big muscles are sure to win- oh no, corners!"
"Right...this'll be a breeze, surely."
"I can bully my way through all of this, and no matter what, my Impreza shall survive!"
"That other BMW M3 guy...I envy him so much!!!"
"Patience is the key - and that's where my Honda S2000 will come into play."
"Well, I might not win, but at least I'll look like James Bond doing this."
"Last AGAIN! Why why why!!!"
The race was now under way.
"Right, let's bring it, Clio!"
He came up to the Camaro straight away.
"Ahh! Don't fail, Camaro!"
"Pfft...what a misleading track for that thing."
"Aagh!"
"Yep, bye."
The Golf was next.
"Hah...your Clio's smaller than my Golf!"
"Shopping trolley."
"Gasp!"
"And I just proved it there."
Then he had a light skid...
"Oh god- dang!"
He still kept going though.
"Yikes, that was a close one..."
The TT was next up ahead.
"Now then, this Audi TT...how should I get past it?"
By the end of the lap he was right with it.
"Right, here we go!"
"Oh my, a Clio."
They got side by side through the chicane - and stayed there...
"Come on! I'm not losing out!"
"Come on! Get past this guy!"
...right till the end of the home straight...
"Graah!"
"Go!!!"
...then Russell made his pass into the first corner.
"No!"
"Bye, sucker!"
"That TT had absolutely no right to challenge me...god what was he thinking?!"
The RX-7 was now being caught by the swift Clio.
"Right, next up goes this thing!"
"Let's see how you can handle me now."
By the first corner he was right next to him.
"Hah, that's a pass..."
"No!"
"Bye!"
"No...to a Clio, of all things!"
The Fairlady Z was up next.
"Now I have an annoying orange to contend with...right?"
"I might get him down here again..."
"Go! Now!"
"Huh? What the-he's closing in on me!"
And as they got to the chicane the move was done.
"Yep, there it is."
"No! What was that?"
This left just the S3 left to pass with 2 laps left.
"Right, now just the last car to get by."
"This S3 won't be hard to pass."
Russell lined him up again before the final chicane...and he wasn't willing to keep his Clio safe, by the looks of it.
"Yikes...wall!"
"Aah! Who is this person? What is he? Where? Why? HOW???"
Either way, he left him behind well and truly.
"Yep, there's 1st place."
"Ah! No!"
"I can now just cruise this literally."
"Come on! We must catch him!"
Russell was still pushing, mind you.
"Whoa! Slidey! Guess I can't push too hard to get away from this thing."
"Now he's not close enough surely."
"I will still get you!!!"
He didn't.
"Almost there now...come on, man."
"There's the last chicane..."
"Yes! Winner! Bring it on!"
Back at the pits, Russell seemed all but calm as he got out of his Clio.
"How was that? Your first race in the Clio Trophy?"
"Cinch. Nothing but."
"Heh, right."
"So now, where do we head from here?"
"I guess we can still find many races to do back in central Europe...right?"
"Certainly...we're gonna be doing that...don't you think it'll be long though before we'll be hitting the big time soon?"
"Oh, of course. Now then, where are we all gonna be going in the future...that's another question."
"We can answer that later. For now, why don't we keep this racing pedigree up until we decide where we're going?"
"Sure. For now though...how about Le Mans, let's say?"
"Sure. I'm sure we can find some races for us there."
"Let's go there then. We shall show what we are made of there, for sure..."
"Yes. Let's do it."
So now, with Russell racing again in his old Renault Clio Trophy and still winning with it, the gang now heads over down south to Le Mans to find some tough races to take on. What will await them there?
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Uh, no actually. Had to get Comfort Mediums just to keep the race that close to the S3 really...
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Chapter 29 - Dance at Sarthe
We had arrived at Le Mans and were now looking at Katie's first race in her Elise. She had put all of the parts that were available to her Elise onto it, and she was not willing to take any risks to try and beat the opposition here.
"The opposition here is all very tough...that Darren guy, remember him? Zonda LM?"
"Yup."
"He's here again. Easily predicted for winner of the race."
"I'm proving all of those guys wrong then."
"Mate, you have half the horsepower of half the field here-"
"And half the weight. Problem, officer?"
"Hah. Well, Sarthe is very technical. There's no knowing where the race'll be going with so much to take care of. You have the long straights, the fast corners...I don't know how you'll do out there."
"They'll balance out enough. I can take a win here."
"Right. Let's see how you do out there then."
"Let's bring it! The Elises first race...bet you it'd be excited if it were a human being."
"Right. Go out there, good luck."
The field around Katie was hugely formidable. Yet she was fearlessly taking them on...one would think she'd be crazy to do such a thing, but she was doing it, and no one would be stopping her. I hoped...
Starting Grid
1. Silver Mercedes CLK Touring Car
2. White Jaguar XJ220 Race Car
3. Red/Silver Nissan 350Z Race Car
4. Red/Silver Nissan 350Z Race Car
5. Green/Yellow Lister Storm Race Car
6. Darren's Black Pagani Zonda Race Car
7. Katie's Yellow Lotus Elise
8. Blue/White Honda NSX Race Car
9. Red/White/Blue Nissan 350Z Race Car
10. Yellow/White Opel Astra Touring Car
11. Yellow/White/Black Chevrolet Corvette C5R
12. Red/White Honda NSX Race Car
"Haha! Fear my CLK, all!"
"Pfft. All of this field will be a joke."
"Keep it easy..."
"...and we three Nissan brothers..."
"Hah. Nothing's more powerful here than me."
"Nothing shall come close."
"Hah, watch when I get to the corners...they won't know what's come by!"
"All this power...will be dominated by me."
"...shall win."
"Why is this thing so low down on the grid?!!!!"
"Yeah, what are these guys and these cars anyway?"
"No fear of being last...I shall still calm myself to victory."
As the twelve roaring cars got away Katie's Elise started to struggle straight away off the line.
"Aah! Not...enough...power!"
"This person is very slow...why?"
But then she got to the first corner.
"Ah...cornering shall always be the biggest winner of a race."
"What? How could such power be abused?!"
"Hah, now this is where I have my say."
By the time she was out of the opening chicane she'd taken Darren's Zonda and the two Nissan Zs as well.
"What pathetic thing can beat this..."
"Ah, so be it."
"Oh well, so be it."
"Hah! You're too slow!"
She then started hunting down the 2nd placed CLK.
"Right, what idiotic German could stop this thing?"
"Graah, more power!"
Not a CLK, by the looks of it.
"Toodles!"
"Was???!"
But now came the Mulsanne Straight - and god was this not gonna be good.
"Ah, what an easy ride I'm having thus far."
"This'll be a piece of cake."
"Graah! Come back!!!"
"There she is."
"What?"
"And she's gone."
"Yes! Bye bye!"
"Chicane!"
"Hah! Do not stop me this time!"
"Ah, so speedy through corners. Oh well."
She'd survived one wave thus far...
"God's this is terrifying!"
"And now I shall counter."
Now the three Z brothers were together...
"Is that..."
"Nissan..."
"...Z..."
"...Formation!!!"
"Right, I see. They're brothers. All of them."
Their special tactic failed. Twice.
"Nope, you won't be keeping me behind."
"And now the Zs are gone. Good."
And now she had a new threat...
"Now this NSX thing is killing me!"
"And so the power wins over the light weight..."
"Come on..."
"Stay ahead!!!"
"Come on!!!"
"Go..."
Now they were heading down the Indianapolis straight.
"Oh why more straights!"
"And once again, why light weight is not the key to success."
With the NSX gone, Katie now had to hold off what was becoming quite a large traffic jam.
"Quit it now!"
But then her superior cornering came into her favour again.
"Right, bye!"
"Her cornering is not matchable."
"We must stop her though..."
"Power shall still win over her lack of weight."
"These guys can't match me here. I might have a breather at these points."
She came under pressure before Porsche Curves but got it away by the time she'd reached them.
"Slidey!"
"Ah, smoke screens...a dirty tactic to say the least."
However, once she'd gotten past there she ousted them well and truly.
"Now I can gain on them!"
"They're a long way behind now."
"Her cornering is at its best here. We must find out way past on the Mulsanne straights."
"Yep, miles behind."
"If I can catch up to that leading XJ220 now..."
"Ah, that'll take a lot though."
But as she started her second lap her momentum was high, she had a huge gap to anything behind her now at this point.
"Now, lap 2."
"I just have to keep the car in control. Not easy given the MRness of it but whatever..."
"I can worry about the other guys for later."
"They've been left for dead now."
"I can however catch this thing..."
"But if I can get past it...that's another thing."
"Ah, but these Mulsanne straights are coming up."
"They're so far behind though it won't matter..."
"They'll just be seeing each other at this rate."
"Oh no!"
"Ah jesus, they're right there again..."
"Oh, here she is now."
"This cannot be!"
"Now, let's see who's faster now."
"I think you need this to see how it feels like to be gotten away from by your competitors..."
"Man, now they've left me for dead!"
"Hah, now we shall be victorious over you."
"And that's what you get for having no power."
Car after car was now passing her rapidly.
"Why is this happening!!!"
"And there, she's gone."
But not if the chicane had anything to say about it.
"Yes!! Now I can go ahead of you again."
"Oh, of course, her cornering prowess is all that captures it for her."
"I just now need to try and hold on."
"No big loss..."
"But there's too many villains to face!"
"And now you are left helpless again."
She was indeed in quite bad shape down the straights still.
"Ah, fine...you wait though..."
"Now she's busy not getting past any of them."
"Hmm...I see this Elise now."
But the corners still saved her well and truly.
"Sharp brake!!!"
"Ah, gods. Stop this."
"Dear gods, stop this."
She still remained behind one of the Z brothers as they charged down to Indianapolis again.
"This guy hasn't been cleared."
"Oh, but I stay ahead. Now I can pull clear."
"Why does cornering always win over speed..."
"Now, I can't say for sure that's gonna stick."
Z brother 2 was still around her like a fly.
"Now back off!"
"Yes, I will make this work."
"And like so."
"No!"
"She does not know what she is doing."
"I'll stay ahead of you lot anyway!"
"Now, sneak attack!"
"Whoa..."
"Jesus..."
She'd gotten to 2nd again. And now, by this point, this battle looked all but over.
"That must be it, surely!"
"Fine. You will not win next time, I know."
Even so the Z still kept attacking.
"No?!"
"Hahaha...tricked."
She held off the attack well though.
"Whatever, Z boy..."
"I have a race to- what the, damn!"
"Oh, I forgot! Do you not realise that your car is still inferior to ours?"
"Hah, not if this section has anything to say about it!"
"Oh. Right."
"Now they'll go away, for sure."
"They're miles behind again..."
"I can't get anywhere else now."
"This has been a good race for me."
"I've gotten to know a lot of enemies..."
"But now I know this Elise is better than them."
After the race Katie showed up having gotten out of her Elise having finished 2nd place.
"That looked like hard work."
"Don't you say...I had so many passes to do and so many cars to repass it almost killed me!"
"Maybe. Say...you think we now have the street cred around to make our efforts go global?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"You know...entering truly good racing series and all that."
"We can do that now?"
"If you want. I say we have enough racing pedigree, all of us four together, to become racers in the real series."
"If you say...we have to decide what to go into though."
"We can decide that later...there's a lot of variation to do so we might as well head back home to think about it."
"Yeah...we haven't been back in Bern in ages now...we've been out so long."
"Yep. I say we head back home now. We should rest ourselves after so many hard days."
"Indeed. Say...you wanna give me a ride home in your Giulia TZ2?"
"I might. Hop on board. You taking your Elise back home by truck?"
"Yeah. That thing needs some rest too, I've given it so much strain."
"Right. So, let's go back now."
"Yes...we know what awaits us there."
With Katie now increasing her street cred further up with a superb performance on the Circuit de la Sarthe in her first race in her Lotus Elise, now the gang will head back home to discuss their possible futures. Now, where will they all decide to end up?
We had arrived at Le Mans and were now looking at Katie's first race in her Elise. She had put all of the parts that were available to her Elise onto it, and she was not willing to take any risks to try and beat the opposition here.
"The opposition here is all very tough...that Darren guy, remember him? Zonda LM?"
"Yup."
"He's here again. Easily predicted for winner of the race."
"I'm proving all of those guys wrong then."
"Mate, you have half the horsepower of half the field here-"
"And half the weight. Problem, officer?"
"Hah. Well, Sarthe is very technical. There's no knowing where the race'll be going with so much to take care of. You have the long straights, the fast corners...I don't know how you'll do out there."
"They'll balance out enough. I can take a win here."
"Right. Let's see how you do out there then."
"Let's bring it! The Elises first race...bet you it'd be excited if it were a human being."
"Right. Go out there, good luck."
The field around Katie was hugely formidable. Yet she was fearlessly taking them on...one would think she'd be crazy to do such a thing, but she was doing it, and no one would be stopping her. I hoped...
Starting Grid
1. Silver Mercedes CLK Touring Car
2. White Jaguar XJ220 Race Car
3. Red/Silver Nissan 350Z Race Car
4. Red/Silver Nissan 350Z Race Car
5. Green/Yellow Lister Storm Race Car
6. Darren's Black Pagani Zonda Race Car
7. Katie's Yellow Lotus Elise
8. Blue/White Honda NSX Race Car
9. Red/White/Blue Nissan 350Z Race Car
10. Yellow/White Opel Astra Touring Car
11. Yellow/White/Black Chevrolet Corvette C5R
12. Red/White Honda NSX Race Car
"Haha! Fear my CLK, all!"
"Pfft. All of this field will be a joke."
"Keep it easy..."
"...and we three Nissan brothers..."
"Hah. Nothing's more powerful here than me."
"Nothing shall come close."
"Hah, watch when I get to the corners...they won't know what's come by!"
"All this power...will be dominated by me."
"...shall win."
"Why is this thing so low down on the grid?!!!!"
"Yeah, what are these guys and these cars anyway?"
"No fear of being last...I shall still calm myself to victory."
As the twelve roaring cars got away Katie's Elise started to struggle straight away off the line.
"Aah! Not...enough...power!"
"This person is very slow...why?"
But then she got to the first corner.
"Ah...cornering shall always be the biggest winner of a race."
"What? How could such power be abused?!"
"Hah, now this is where I have my say."
By the time she was out of the opening chicane she'd taken Darren's Zonda and the two Nissan Zs as well.
"What pathetic thing can beat this..."
"Ah, so be it."
"Oh well, so be it."
"Hah! You're too slow!"
She then started hunting down the 2nd placed CLK.
"Right, what idiotic German could stop this thing?"
"Graah, more power!"
Not a CLK, by the looks of it.
"Toodles!"
"Was???!"
But now came the Mulsanne Straight - and god was this not gonna be good.
"Ah, what an easy ride I'm having thus far."
"This'll be a piece of cake."
"Graah! Come back!!!"
"There she is."
"What?"
"And she's gone."
"Yes! Bye bye!"
"Chicane!"
"Hah! Do not stop me this time!"
"Ah, so speedy through corners. Oh well."
She'd survived one wave thus far...
"God's this is terrifying!"
"And now I shall counter."
Now the three Z brothers were together...
"Is that..."
"Nissan..."
"...Z..."
"...Formation!!!"
"Right, I see. They're brothers. All of them."
Their special tactic failed. Twice.
"Nope, you won't be keeping me behind."
"And now the Zs are gone. Good."
And now she had a new threat...
"Now this NSX thing is killing me!"
"And so the power wins over the light weight..."
"Come on..."
"Stay ahead!!!"
"Come on!!!"
"Go..."
Now they were heading down the Indianapolis straight.
"Oh why more straights!"
"And once again, why light weight is not the key to success."
With the NSX gone, Katie now had to hold off what was becoming quite a large traffic jam.
"Quit it now!"
But then her superior cornering came into her favour again.
"Right, bye!"
"Her cornering is not matchable."
"We must stop her though..."
"Power shall still win over her lack of weight."
"These guys can't match me here. I might have a breather at these points."
She came under pressure before Porsche Curves but got it away by the time she'd reached them.
"Slidey!"
"Ah, smoke screens...a dirty tactic to say the least."
However, once she'd gotten past there she ousted them well and truly.
"Now I can gain on them!"
"They're a long way behind now."
"Her cornering is at its best here. We must find out way past on the Mulsanne straights."
"Yep, miles behind."
"If I can catch up to that leading XJ220 now..."
"Ah, that'll take a lot though."
But as she started her second lap her momentum was high, she had a huge gap to anything behind her now at this point.
"Now, lap 2."
"I just have to keep the car in control. Not easy given the MRness of it but whatever..."
"I can worry about the other guys for later."
"They've been left for dead now."
"I can however catch this thing..."
"But if I can get past it...that's another thing."
"Ah, but these Mulsanne straights are coming up."
"They're so far behind though it won't matter..."
"They'll just be seeing each other at this rate."
"Oh no!"
"Ah jesus, they're right there again..."
"Oh, here she is now."
"This cannot be!"
"Now, let's see who's faster now."
"I think you need this to see how it feels like to be gotten away from by your competitors..."
"Man, now they've left me for dead!"
"Hah, now we shall be victorious over you."
"And that's what you get for having no power."
Car after car was now passing her rapidly.
"Why is this happening!!!"
"And there, she's gone."
But not if the chicane had anything to say about it.
"Yes!! Now I can go ahead of you again."
"Oh, of course, her cornering prowess is all that captures it for her."
"I just now need to try and hold on."
"No big loss..."
"But there's too many villains to face!"
"And now you are left helpless again."
She was indeed in quite bad shape down the straights still.
"Ah, fine...you wait though..."
"Now she's busy not getting past any of them."
"Hmm...I see this Elise now."
But the corners still saved her well and truly.
"Sharp brake!!!"
"Ah, gods. Stop this."
"Dear gods, stop this."
She still remained behind one of the Z brothers as they charged down to Indianapolis again.
"This guy hasn't been cleared."
"Oh, but I stay ahead. Now I can pull clear."
"Why does cornering always win over speed..."
"Now, I can't say for sure that's gonna stick."
Z brother 2 was still around her like a fly.
"Now back off!"
"Yes, I will make this work."
"And like so."
"No!"
"She does not know what she is doing."
"I'll stay ahead of you lot anyway!"
"Now, sneak attack!"
"Whoa..."
"Jesus..."
She'd gotten to 2nd again. And now, by this point, this battle looked all but over.
"That must be it, surely!"
"Fine. You will not win next time, I know."
Even so the Z still kept attacking.
"No?!"
"Hahaha...tricked."
She held off the attack well though.
"Whatever, Z boy..."
"I have a race to- what the, damn!"
"Oh, I forgot! Do you not realise that your car is still inferior to ours?"
"Hah, not if this section has anything to say about it!"
"Oh. Right."
"Now they'll go away, for sure."
"They're miles behind again..."
"I can't get anywhere else now."
"This has been a good race for me."
"I've gotten to know a lot of enemies..."
"But now I know this Elise is better than them."
After the race Katie showed up having gotten out of her Elise having finished 2nd place.
"That looked like hard work."
"Don't you say...I had so many passes to do and so many cars to repass it almost killed me!"
"Maybe. Say...you think we now have the street cred around to make our efforts go global?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"You know...entering truly good racing series and all that."
"We can do that now?"
"If you want. I say we have enough racing pedigree, all of us four together, to become racers in the real series."
"If you say...we have to decide what to go into though."
"We can decide that later...there's a lot of variation to do so we might as well head back home to think about it."
"Yeah...we haven't been back in Bern in ages now...we've been out so long."
"Yep. I say we head back home now. We should rest ourselves after so many hard days."
"Indeed. Say...you wanna give me a ride home in your Giulia TZ2?"
"I might. Hop on board. You taking your Elise back home by truck?"
"Yeah. That thing needs some rest too, I've given it so much strain."
"Right. So, let's go back now."
"Yes...we know what awaits us there."
With Katie now increasing her street cred further up with a superb performance on the Circuit de la Sarthe in her first race in her Lotus Elise, now the gang will head back home to discuss their possible futures. Now, where will they all decide to end up?
Stay tuned to Grand PriX to find out!
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The Elise? It turned in fine for me. Just a bit slidey obviously given the MR but it was fine. This was the setup I used in the race, try that and see how it works.
I'm surprised that the Z brothers didn't combine and create a massive, time-space continuum-ripping drill.
No, sadly that is not featured in GT5.
Oh...the Nissan Xanavi Motul Nismo Pitwork 350Z Concept LM Race Car...how Kazunori can dream.
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Just to say, I tryed the same race and found the NSX family (2 JGTC, 2 Super GT) racing, they we're 1st, 2nd, 3rd and 4th in the line-up
I wonder what they will try first, with their current line up of cars (2 Clios, GT Concept, LFA, Elise, GTO, 2 Giulias, C4, Caterham, Corvette and Vitz)
I wonder what they will try first, with their current line up of cars (2 Clios, GT Concept, LFA, Elise, GTO, 2 Giulias, C4, Caterham, Corvette and Vitz)
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Chapter 30 - A Final Challenge
We were all now heading back home to Bern, with our dreams of getting to a true racing series in mind.
As we were travelling through the native Alps, through the mountains, we decided to take a brief stop...only to find ourselves caught among a ton of old supercars.
Then suddenly, a man started trundling towards the small window box of my tiny Giulia TZ2 which I was driving. He started talking to us with an Italian accent.
"Eh, what are you-a doing here? This is not a place for stopping to rest now!"
"Oh, sorry...what is going on here anyway?"
"We have a top supercars here from the old times. We are all going to be racing these in the track you see here."
"Oh...right."
Then a second man came up to my Giulia, then started speaking to the Italian with a German accent this time.
"Oh, Franco? What is the problem with this person here?"
"Oh, Erik, he has pulled into our garage without us knowing of our race."
"Tell you something...bet you he could race in that with us."
"Eh?! Ridiculoso! Is no good in this race! How much power, you?"
"What, this? Some...190hp."
"...Bwahahaha! Is no good! You have silly idea! No horsepower! None! Ha!"
"Heh, that is weak."
"...What? You call this weak?"
"Yeah, not compared to our three Miuras, no?"
The German - Erik, I guess, pointed his way over to three Miuras. One was presumably owned by the Italian man, Franco, and the third still had its driver occupied at this time.
"...So? Bet you I'm lighter anyway."
"Bwahaha! Lighter is no better! Is all power for here!"
Then Katie suddenly showed up on the other side of my car, and immediately began ranting at them.
"...You calling this thing weak?"
"Oh...who are you? This lady has no time for our business either!"
"...You might find this Alfa has nearly beaten classic Corvettes with 400hp+ on board actually. And-"
"Wait...you mean like those?"
Franco now pointed at two Corvettes lying at the back of the spaces the cars were parked in.
"Bwahaha! That's nothing! They're at the back of the field."
"That's not what I meant. Tell you what...how about we join in this race and show you a new side to lightweight. You got any space?"
"...Bwahahaha! This person is crazy! He can no win, and nor can she!"
"I'm up for it myself, actually."
"Oh, OK. Do you want a bet?"
"What you want then?"
"...How about...the girl?"
"What the-"
"No."
"Yes...come on, it'll be humiliating to see you lose her out now."
"...Only if I get extras otherwise. What happens if I beat you then?"
"...Hmm. If you beat me, Erik and Harry over there, you keep her and we also give some race winnings too, no?"
"Better. And if I don't?"
"We get her for a day."
"...Pfft. Nothing like a free set of extra race winnings, eh?"
"Bwaha! Stop making it sound easy! You know you're gonna lose, right?"
"Uh...no actually. I won't."
"Oh, well then...good luck! You'll need it...and you won't have it! Bwahahaha!"
"...Them guys..."
Suddenly, the Giulia's door opened the other side and Katie climbed in.
"Oh...Katie..."
"...You are walking a very fine line, Jase."
"Oh...right."
"I'm riding shotgun for this race, just to keep watch with you. Now, don't even think about moaning about extra weight..."
"...Pfft. Don't be silly. That isn't happening, hah."
"It had better not. If you lose this race though...don't expect to remember me well."
"Hmm..."
"I already lost one potential boyfriend of mine previously..."
"Huh?"
"...Don't worry for now. I can tell you it later."
"...I see...shall we do this then?"
"Yes. Don't disappoint."
"I won't. Not for you, Katie..."
Starting Grid
1. Franco's Yellow Lamborghini Miura
2. Erik's Yellow Lamborghini Miura
3. Harry's Yellow Lamborghini Miura
4. White Lamborghini Countach
5. Black Lamborghini Countach
6. Yellow Ferrari 512BB
7. Blue Ferrari 512BB
8. Green Jensen Interceptor
9. Red Jensen Interceptor
10. Red Chevrolet Corvette C3
11. Green Chevrolet Corvette C3
12. Jason's Red Alfa Romeo Giulia TZ2
"Bwahaha! Is another easy victory for the Lamborghini parade."
"We shall lead the Miura force home...again."
"This Miura trio is too hard to stop."
"Oh...how I wish I could have a 5000QV!"
"And what about Diablo too...oh!"
"Yellow is the most commonly underrated colour for all Ferraris."
"...Pfft...this is completely the wrong colour..."
"Ooh, I'd better hope the lardy tub doesn't fail me here..."
"Hope I can keep it running without any door parts falling off!"
"Yeah, this straight looks awesome!"
"Was that a corner I just went past? Oh, help!"
"If I could prove this as the best supercar of the pre 80's...oh, the irony."
"...I don't fully support our chances."
"Oh, come on Katie...this little Giulia has done far bigger deeds than this...and you know me now."
"Oh, you...you're gonna be a hero, for sure."
She put her hand on top of mine, planted to the steering wheel at this point.
"There's no time to waste now though. Let's go!"
Immediately there was a Corvette within decent sight.
"Pfft. If only Alexei were here with his Vette!"
"Oh, no, this corner is too long, I'm gonna break it!"
"Those Vettes are just too slow."
"Right...now if we can keep that up for the rest of the 7 laps."
"Ah, no! How can something so small be better!"
Then the red Vette went down very swiftly as well.
"And I demonstrate it here again."
"Whoa! That's swift."
"Oh god, where's the straights?!!"
Next up were the two Jensens.
"What is that, a British taxi or something?"
"They brought the wrong Brits."
"...What else could they have brought?"
"An E-Type. Or an AC Cobra, come to think of it."
"Cobra? That's a Shelby, not a-"
"Silence. That's not a matter now."
"Oh, you!!! You want me to lose or what?"
"Uh...no, really."
Still, at least my predictions for its performance were rather correct.
"Oh wow, that thing is sloooow."
"Oh, gosh! My Jensen must be breaking down at this point!"
Then I encountered a slightly nasty corner on the track.
"Whoa! What is that-"
"Ahh! Watch it!"
I rejoined with the Jensen in close proximity still though.
"Oh that wasn't too bad."
"Damn...that was uncomfortable."
Then I passed it straight away.
"And another one bites the dust."
"Oh, dear...my Jensen's performance really does seem to be compromised here."
Only for me to run wide again.
"Ahh! Off again!"
"No!"
I stayed ahead of the Jensen, but ahead of the road there was nothing to be found.
"...Where's everyone else?"
"Keep driving. They'll show up somewhere if you keep up the pace."
"I can see a slight speck up there..."
"That might be one of the Ferraris then."
"Yeah, we're catching it."
Within a few more corners I had it within range.
"Ah, no...that is the real power of Italian red! Is...Alfa?"
"Can't he just find a GTO?"
"What??? How?!!"
"...Bet you with that kind of driving he won't be affording one any time soon."
Our joy though was short lived as our lack of power compounded our cornering prowess.
"Oh...you don't know how much I'd gotten used to this in the race at Monza."
"It's only a mere lightweight machine. It can't manage good speed down the straights."
"Hahahah! Feel the Ferrari power!"
But then the lightweight Giulia showed its ability in the corners, while going part motorcycle...and scaring the living daylights out of Katie.
"Raagh! Have this!"
"Aahh!!! Waah! Airborne!!"
"And that's with your weight on that side of the car..."
"...Is that an insult?"
And as the 512BB skittered wide and we made full contact with the Earth again, we went back up into 7th.
"That's not an issue right now...we're back past this thing again."
"It is to me."
"Oh no...and now I cannot catch up with this thing again!"
The yellow 512 was quickly caught.
"And looks like we're gonna pass another thing."
"Uh oh...got a lot of warning lights on the dashboard now!!!"
Not that it would have mattered anyway...it really did just seem to break.
"Oh god...the thing is breaking!"
"...That thing does not look too good."
"Not that we care, bring on the Lambos!!"
It really was time to round up some bulls. We had 5 ahead of us, and all of them were looking like wanting a challenge.
"These Countaches...why aren't they the Quattrovalvolve thingies or something like that?"
"Oh..they're brilliant. I'd have one of those."
...But not before frightening Katie again.
"Whoa!"
"Waah!!!!! Stop it!!! It's scary!!!"
"I can't help it..."
"But at least make sure I'm alive by the end of this, please..."
But as we went into lap 4 the Countaches were well within sight.
"Right, let's have these two."
"One..."
"Whoa! That's quick!"
"You see, this Countach is no good enough to beat this...Alfa? What?!!"
"Two."
"You make it look so easy, Jason."
"Sigh...this Countach is not fast enough."
Now the three Miura Bros. just remained.
"Right, three laps, three Miuras...are my chances high?"
"Uh...I can't tell."
Well either way, I caught up to the first one, Harry, well enough.
"Hmm...this Giulia does seem to be a bit of a bother."
"There's one already."
"One down, two to go!"
"Oh no...I'd better hope my team mates are gonna keep them out."
They weren't, not if we had anything to say about it. Erik was within distance by the end of the lap.
"That Giulia guy? ...Seriously?"
And within mid-lap he was gone.
"The second target is down...now just for that damn Franco guy to show up!"
"He can't pass me! No!"
He was right there for the taking.
"There he is!"
"Now, go!"
"Going for a pass!"
"Wait...is this..."
We made it through. Then, with no warning...
"Yes! We're there- whoa! Slidey!"
"Aah!"
"No! Oh...is he?"
"I can't stop it!!"
"We're gonna crash it!!"
"Haha! In the face for you!"
"..."
"Gasp!!"
"Bye bye! Losers! Hahaha!"
"Jason..."
"...No. I won't lose."
"...Jason?"
"I will still win this..."
"...Hah. That Giulia guy's taken it too far."
"I won't lose to this!!"
"Oh, what is this guy doing here again?"
I was now fully in sync with my Giulia. I was pushing it harder than I ever could.
"Come on!!"
"Jason!! Don't push it!"
I was ignoring Katie. I had no time to get with anyone else's business. I had to be all myself.
"Those two Miuras..."
"...shall not beat me!"
Erik was passed quickly.
"Whoa! This guy..."
"One more..."
I was racing with all my might to reach Franco again.
"No one shall steal my win!"
"He is not worthy of stealing such a victory from me!"
"Now, be gone!"
"...He's been passed...! You're leading...Jason!"
"Ah! But you do no see..."
There was no time for celebration yet though. He still had a whole straight to catch me with.
"The straight...will win me the race!"
"Now I need to keep him behind here!"
"I'm coming!"
"Come on!"
"Iiii'm comiiiing!!!"
"Faster!!"
"He's gonna get ya!"
"You won't!!!"
"No!! You bastard!!"
"You will not win!!!"
"Graaaah!!"
"Come on......!!!!!"
"No!! You stupid 🤬 ****!!" *honks (the very comical) horn*
"It's...there..."
"Jason!!! We've won it! How?!!"
"...Yes..."
I arrived back at the pits, more exhausted than I could ever imagine.
"Wow...I nearly lost myself in sheer driving."
"Aw, Jason...that was a hard race, weren't it. Here...have my own reward."
Katie gave me a little kiss on the cheek.
"Ahh...thank you. What I need after 7 laps of working out my Giulia..."
"Wow, you are sweating all over...how tough really was that?"
"Too tough."
"Aww...don't worry. I'll drive you all the way back in my LFA."
"Thanks...me and my Giulia need that."
"I can only imagine."
Katie then leant down on my shoulder.
"You did brilliant, Jason. Thanks for the experience."
"Any time, Katie."
"I think we should head back home for real now...enough of this tiring racing now."
"Indeed. Whoo...what a time we've had."
And with that, Jason now returns home to Bern after a hugely grinding race with his Alfa Romeo Giulia TZ2, beating out three Lamborghini Miuras around a speedy mountain track. Now with the gang returning home, it is now time for them to decide their near future. What will the lot decide after all this time?
We were all now heading back home to Bern, with our dreams of getting to a true racing series in mind.
As we were travelling through the native Alps, through the mountains, we decided to take a brief stop...only to find ourselves caught among a ton of old supercars.
Then suddenly, a man started trundling towards the small window box of my tiny Giulia TZ2 which I was driving. He started talking to us with an Italian accent.
"Eh, what are you-a doing here? This is not a place for stopping to rest now!"
"Oh, sorry...what is going on here anyway?"
"We have a top supercars here from the old times. We are all going to be racing these in the track you see here."
"Oh...right."
Then a second man came up to my Giulia, then started speaking to the Italian with a German accent this time.
"Oh, Franco? What is the problem with this person here?"
"Oh, Erik, he has pulled into our garage without us knowing of our race."
"Tell you something...bet you he could race in that with us."
"Eh?! Ridiculoso! Is no good in this race! How much power, you?"
"What, this? Some...190hp."
"...Bwahahaha! Is no good! You have silly idea! No horsepower! None! Ha!"
"Heh, that is weak."
"...What? You call this weak?"
"Yeah, not compared to our three Miuras, no?"
The German - Erik, I guess, pointed his way over to three Miuras. One was presumably owned by the Italian man, Franco, and the third still had its driver occupied at this time.
"...So? Bet you I'm lighter anyway."
"Bwahaha! Lighter is no better! Is all power for here!"
Then Katie suddenly showed up on the other side of my car, and immediately began ranting at them.
"...You calling this thing weak?"
"Oh...who are you? This lady has no time for our business either!"
"...You might find this Alfa has nearly beaten classic Corvettes with 400hp+ on board actually. And-"
"Wait...you mean like those?"
Franco now pointed at two Corvettes lying at the back of the spaces the cars were parked in.
"Bwahaha! That's nothing! They're at the back of the field."
"That's not what I meant. Tell you what...how about we join in this race and show you a new side to lightweight. You got any space?"
"...Bwahahaha! This person is crazy! He can no win, and nor can she!"
"I'm up for it myself, actually."
"Oh, OK. Do you want a bet?"
"What you want then?"
"...How about...the girl?"
"What the-"
"No."
"Yes...come on, it'll be humiliating to see you lose her out now."
"...Only if I get extras otherwise. What happens if I beat you then?"
"...Hmm. If you beat me, Erik and Harry over there, you keep her and we also give some race winnings too, no?"
"Better. And if I don't?"
"We get her for a day."
"...Pfft. Nothing like a free set of extra race winnings, eh?"
"Bwaha! Stop making it sound easy! You know you're gonna lose, right?"
"Uh...no actually. I won't."
"Oh, well then...good luck! You'll need it...and you won't have it! Bwahahaha!"
"...Them guys..."
Suddenly, the Giulia's door opened the other side and Katie climbed in.
"Oh...Katie..."
"...You are walking a very fine line, Jase."
"Oh...right."
"I'm riding shotgun for this race, just to keep watch with you. Now, don't even think about moaning about extra weight..."
"...Pfft. Don't be silly. That isn't happening, hah."
"It had better not. If you lose this race though...don't expect to remember me well."
"Hmm..."
"I already lost one potential boyfriend of mine previously..."
"Huh?"
"...Don't worry for now. I can tell you it later."
"...I see...shall we do this then?"
"Yes. Don't disappoint."
"I won't. Not for you, Katie..."
Starting Grid
1. Franco's Yellow Lamborghini Miura
2. Erik's Yellow Lamborghini Miura
3. Harry's Yellow Lamborghini Miura
4. White Lamborghini Countach
5. Black Lamborghini Countach
6. Yellow Ferrari 512BB
7. Blue Ferrari 512BB
8. Green Jensen Interceptor
9. Red Jensen Interceptor
10. Red Chevrolet Corvette C3
11. Green Chevrolet Corvette C3
12. Jason's Red Alfa Romeo Giulia TZ2
"Bwahaha! Is another easy victory for the Lamborghini parade."
"We shall lead the Miura force home...again."
"This Miura trio is too hard to stop."
"Oh...how I wish I could have a 5000QV!"
"And what about Diablo too...oh!"
"Yellow is the most commonly underrated colour for all Ferraris."
"...Pfft...this is completely the wrong colour..."
"Ooh, I'd better hope the lardy tub doesn't fail me here..."
"Hope I can keep it running without any door parts falling off!"
"Yeah, this straight looks awesome!"
"Was that a corner I just went past? Oh, help!"
"If I could prove this as the best supercar of the pre 80's...oh, the irony."
"...I don't fully support our chances."
"Oh, come on Katie...this little Giulia has done far bigger deeds than this...and you know me now."
"Oh, you...you're gonna be a hero, for sure."
She put her hand on top of mine, planted to the steering wheel at this point.
"There's no time to waste now though. Let's go!"
Immediately there was a Corvette within decent sight.
"Pfft. If only Alexei were here with his Vette!"
"Oh, no, this corner is too long, I'm gonna break it!"
"Those Vettes are just too slow."
"Right...now if we can keep that up for the rest of the 7 laps."
"Ah, no! How can something so small be better!"
Then the red Vette went down very swiftly as well.
"And I demonstrate it here again."
"Whoa! That's swift."
"Oh god, where's the straights?!!"
Next up were the two Jensens.
"What is that, a British taxi or something?"
"They brought the wrong Brits."
"...What else could they have brought?"
"An E-Type. Or an AC Cobra, come to think of it."
"Cobra? That's a Shelby, not a-"
"Silence. That's not a matter now."
"Oh, you!!! You want me to lose or what?"
"Uh...no, really."
Still, at least my predictions for its performance were rather correct.
"Oh wow, that thing is sloooow."
"Oh, gosh! My Jensen must be breaking down at this point!"
Then I encountered a slightly nasty corner on the track.
"Whoa! What is that-"
"Ahh! Watch it!"
I rejoined with the Jensen in close proximity still though.
"Oh that wasn't too bad."
"Damn...that was uncomfortable."
Then I passed it straight away.
"And another one bites the dust."
"Oh, dear...my Jensen's performance really does seem to be compromised here."
Only for me to run wide again.
"Ahh! Off again!"
"No!"
I stayed ahead of the Jensen, but ahead of the road there was nothing to be found.
"...Where's everyone else?"
"Keep driving. They'll show up somewhere if you keep up the pace."
"I can see a slight speck up there..."
"That might be one of the Ferraris then."
"Yeah, we're catching it."
Within a few more corners I had it within range.
"Ah, no...that is the real power of Italian red! Is...Alfa?"
"Can't he just find a GTO?"
"What??? How?!!"
"...Bet you with that kind of driving he won't be affording one any time soon."
Our joy though was short lived as our lack of power compounded our cornering prowess.
"Oh...you don't know how much I'd gotten used to this in the race at Monza."
"It's only a mere lightweight machine. It can't manage good speed down the straights."
"Hahahah! Feel the Ferrari power!"
But then the lightweight Giulia showed its ability in the corners, while going part motorcycle...and scaring the living daylights out of Katie.
"Raagh! Have this!"
"Aahh!!! Waah! Airborne!!"
"And that's with your weight on that side of the car..."
"...Is that an insult?"
And as the 512BB skittered wide and we made full contact with the Earth again, we went back up into 7th.
"That's not an issue right now...we're back past this thing again."
"It is to me."
"Oh no...and now I cannot catch up with this thing again!"
The yellow 512 was quickly caught.
"And looks like we're gonna pass another thing."
"Uh oh...got a lot of warning lights on the dashboard now!!!"
Not that it would have mattered anyway...it really did just seem to break.
"Oh god...the thing is breaking!"
"...That thing does not look too good."
"Not that we care, bring on the Lambos!!"
It really was time to round up some bulls. We had 5 ahead of us, and all of them were looking like wanting a challenge.
"These Countaches...why aren't they the Quattrovalvolve thingies or something like that?"
"Oh..they're brilliant. I'd have one of those."
...But not before frightening Katie again.
"Whoa!"
"Waah!!!!! Stop it!!! It's scary!!!"
"I can't help it..."
"But at least make sure I'm alive by the end of this, please..."
But as we went into lap 4 the Countaches were well within sight.
"Right, let's have these two."
"One..."
"Whoa! That's quick!"
"You see, this Countach is no good enough to beat this...Alfa? What?!!"
"Two."
"You make it look so easy, Jason."
"Sigh...this Countach is not fast enough."
Now the three Miura Bros. just remained.
"Right, three laps, three Miuras...are my chances high?"
"Uh...I can't tell."
Well either way, I caught up to the first one, Harry, well enough.
"Hmm...this Giulia does seem to be a bit of a bother."
"There's one already."
"One down, two to go!"
"Oh no...I'd better hope my team mates are gonna keep them out."
They weren't, not if we had anything to say about it. Erik was within distance by the end of the lap.
"That Giulia guy? ...Seriously?"
And within mid-lap he was gone.
"The second target is down...now just for that damn Franco guy to show up!"
"He can't pass me! No!"
He was right there for the taking.
"There he is!"
"Now, go!"
"Going for a pass!"
"Wait...is this..."
We made it through. Then, with no warning...
"Yes! We're there- whoa! Slidey!"
"Aah!"
"No! Oh...is he?"
"I can't stop it!!"
"We're gonna crash it!!"
"Haha! In the face for you!"
"..."
"Gasp!!"
"Bye bye! Losers! Hahaha!"
"Jason..."
"...No. I won't lose."
"...Jason?"
"I will still win this..."
"...Hah. That Giulia guy's taken it too far."
"I won't lose to this!!"
"Oh, what is this guy doing here again?"
I was now fully in sync with my Giulia. I was pushing it harder than I ever could.
"Come on!!"
"Jason!! Don't push it!"
I was ignoring Katie. I had no time to get with anyone else's business. I had to be all myself.
"Those two Miuras..."
"...shall not beat me!"
Erik was passed quickly.
"Whoa! This guy..."
"One more..."
I was racing with all my might to reach Franco again.
"No one shall steal my win!"
"He is not worthy of stealing such a victory from me!"
"Now, be gone!"
"...He's been passed...! You're leading...Jason!"
"Ah! But you do no see..."
There was no time for celebration yet though. He still had a whole straight to catch me with.
"The straight...will win me the race!"
"Now I need to keep him behind here!"
"I'm coming!"
"Come on!"
"Iiii'm comiiiing!!!"
"Faster!!"
"He's gonna get ya!"
"You won't!!!"
"No!! You bastard!!"
"You will not win!!!"
"Graaaah!!"
"Come on......!!!!!"
"No!! You stupid 🤬 ****!!" *honks (the very comical) horn*
"It's...there..."
"Jason!!! We've won it! How?!!"
"...Yes..."
I arrived back at the pits, more exhausted than I could ever imagine.
"Wow...I nearly lost myself in sheer driving."
"Aw, Jason...that was a hard race, weren't it. Here...have my own reward."
Katie gave me a little kiss on the cheek.
"Ahh...thank you. What I need after 7 laps of working out my Giulia..."
"Wow, you are sweating all over...how tough really was that?"
"Too tough."
"Aww...don't worry. I'll drive you all the way back in my LFA."
"Thanks...me and my Giulia need that."
"I can only imagine."
Katie then leant down on my shoulder.
"You did brilliant, Jason. Thanks for the experience."
"Any time, Katie."
"I think we should head back home for real now...enough of this tiring racing now."
"Indeed. Whoo...what a time we've had."
And with that, Jason now returns home to Bern after a hugely grinding race with his Alfa Romeo Giulia TZ2, beating out three Lamborghini Miuras around a speedy mountain track. Now with the gang returning home, it is now time for them to decide their near future. What will the lot decide after all this time?
Stay tuned to Grand PriX to find out!
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- V16T91
- E0nLeader
That also reminds me I should have recommended an Elan to the boys in the Jensen.
Look, it's not NGE, OK. If anything, with Katie riding shotgun, it becomes TTGL instead. lol.
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- Bromley
- V16T91
- E0nLeader
"I already lost one potential boyfriend of mine previously..."
"Huh?"
??? So you're going leave us hanging?
Nice chapter, but now you've made me want a 250 GTO in the game even more.
Yes. It is a very big spoiler for another fanfic I am doing after this that takes place before Grand PriX.
And I can see why.
That is a miniscule amount of difference.
