World Grand Prix Championship season 17 [RP Thread]

by **Esmerel** » Mon May 06, 2019 4:59 pm

Huntington City Hall, 3202 5th Street, Huntington, Almada, Esterlon
Tuesday, April 30, 2019, 5:05 PM (UTC -4)

(Continued from the previous post)

Evyn was quick to notice the dark texture where a human arm was supposed to be. "What in the everloving... h-e-double hockey sticks is that?"

"It was the cyberterrorists. The car had shut down, except for the throttle. Slammed it into the wall beyond the corner ahead at 340 km/h. Tore up the entire left half of my body. The doctors fixed what could be fixed, but the left arm and leg took too much force. Had to be removed. The eye got replaced later. I'm perfectly fine. Besides, I signed up to an invisible contract when I entered this life. Expect shit like this."

"Huh. I suppose. Anyways, there's proper business to take care of," said Evyn. "It's time we had a rematch."

Jean was getting it. "A rematch? Really? You need satisfaction already? I'd more than give that to you."

"Alright. I'll say, though, that you seem a bit... headstrong. I like it. As someone once said, 'twice the pride, double the fall.' "

"Oh, you're on, Evyn."

"Here's the course." Evyn pulled up a map of Old Huntington. "We're racing to the lighthouse out in Sharp Shore. There aren't any barriers around, as this isn't sanctioned. There's also going to be traffic. Don't worry about the law, though. They don't give a damn about anything that doesn't concern the national GDP."

Jean listened as Evyn flaunted his rebellious side. And here they were, claiming Jean was the headstrong one...

"We'll start heading south on 4th Street. Take a right at Martinez Street, then the next right onto 5th. Go up one block to Strovoz Street. Make a left, then another left south on Central Boulevard. Go down to Lussier Avenue, just before the interchange to the freeway. Make a left, then go all the way to 2nd Street. Turn left there. You'll see it by the row of yellow houses, adjacent to the train station. Continue on 2nd Street past Gibbons Way. The road curves around on Talon Drive. Keep there until you get to 4th Street again. Make a left, then a right on Gibbons. There's a roundabout between Gibbons and Central, and another between Gibbons and Unity. Do a full counterclockwise lap on the first and a clockwise on the second before continuing down Gibbons. Stay on Gibbons for about four kilometers. The road's pretty straight. You'll know when you make it to Sharp Shore. Make a right on Sharp Shore Drive. Keep on that road, and the lighthouse will be at the very end. Or," he said, "you could just follow me."

"Damn," Jean said. "That wasn't a bad burn. But no, I have the instructions in my mind. Kick your ass."

Evyn laughed. "This is going to be perfect."

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Jean and Evyn went down to the parking garage to get the cars. "By the way," Jean said, "what car is that?"

"Oh, you didn't know?" Evyn realized. "This baby... is what makes all of the magic. Got it when I moved over to LS and I've been using it since."

"The make, dummy."

"Oh, oh, sorry. It's a Lampadati. 1985 Viseris. They only ran about 12,000 off the factory line of this model. Perfect speed and acceleration balance. Handling does leave a bit to be desired, but... you can really take advantage of that more than you think. So, are we going to race with these things or are we going to boast our vocabularies until the end of time?"

"Let's go with the former. Ready when you are, dumbass."

"Oh, it's on, mister naïve!"

The two exited the lot and lined up on 4th Street. Then, it was off. Admittedly? Jean didn't fully get the route. So maybe he would follow Evyn. At least, through the city streets he couldn't pick apart.

Besides, what was the route anyways? 4th to Martinez, then a right on 2nd- no, to 5th Street, stay there until it ends... Oh, forget it all.

Evyn, though proved to be very capable. He held his own through all of the curves. Coming to 2nd Street, Jean thought he would have an opportunity. Evyn blocked. So did the traffic. Soon enough were the two roundabouts on Gibbons Way. Counter, then clock. The Viseris proved to be far worse through these parts. It seemed Evyn had at least chosen to create a fair course. The thing was, though, was the fact that he floored it out of the roundabouts- and got away with it. It proved effective as well.

Then came the final section of the race. Gibbons Way. It curved left at the port, then right at Lussier, then stayed straight until Sharp Shore. What mattered was how wide the road was. But every time Jean tried to pass, Evyn blocked.

To be honest, he saw a bit of himself in Evyn.

Evyn's Viseris pulled away as the two rushed past the port. It seemed that the Viseris, overall, was a better car. But the Ardent gained in top speed. All of a sudden, the two were even for most of the long straight by the railyard. Sharp Shore was just up ahead.

The insert into the corner was a wild one. Jean missed the "apex" entirely, while Evyn cut through the grass. The cheater. Jean just had to catch up now. All it would take was one mistake.

Evyn never made that mistake. In the final few hundred meters, he blocked with all of his might. The lighthouse came, and the black car was the first to it, followed closely by the yellow car.

"Hah!" Evyn said as he stepped out, following both of them stopping in the parking lot beside the lighthouse. "I knew it was going to be great. But you know what else I knew? You can't race like I can. And, given this pace, you might never. Not only are you naïve, you're a failure, Jean. A damn shame. And here I was, thinking I could actually have an equal on the streets." The crowd, having waited at the lighthouse for the victor, laughed with Evyn. Jean's fists clenched. But he let them go. He did fail today. Not only in racing Evyn, but assuming he couldn't race.

"Jean?" Evyn said. "We're going to keep going. But, next time, I want you to go for it. This could get interesting, but only if you step up and actually do something. Take the challenge, bro. I know you will." He stepped back into the Viseris. "See you around, idiot." He drove away.

Maybe it would be better when he got to Somos.

It wouldn't be.

by **Lisander** » Tue May 07, 2019 5:57 pm

Darius before Camden
We scavenged through our files to find Darius Castellammare first formula races.

Younger, with a shaved head, and driving a ~~bathtub~~ Post Warsteiner car. Could anyone imagine a worst career start?

This is not yet the worst year of Darius Castellammare. Lisander's driver has not scored a single point this year, but there is still time.

The worst year of the experienced driver's career at Camden was his first year in the old Formula 3 Lisander. Prior to the WGPC Alpha League, Formula 3 Lisander was the highest level of Formula competition within the principality. There, Darius spent three years before spending three years in the Lisander GT, and after that time, he returned and stayed four more, until being appointed last year for an international career. If the mathematics is correct, eleven years ago Darius Castellammare made his debut in formulae, coming from the Karts/Stock Cars.

He arrived in Formula 3 with the sponsorship of Post, a clothing brand that began producing uniforms for postmen, and later became famous for his casual clothes with the trademark: Red pockets. Red pockets on T-shirts, red pockets in pants and shorts, pockets on shirts and even underwear, which caused some astonishment in men's fashion at the time. The money from Post was enough to get a seat (the only one) of the team Warsteiner, owned the former driver Guilherme Warsteiner.

Warsteiner was the owner of the WORST car of that season. At the start of the year, the car was six seconds behind the strongest car, Team Orion, and a half second behind the second worst, the Rockets' "Red Scrub" (another iconic team, known for its bad results).

In the five races of that season, young Castellammare had little to do, getting two 16th places in Grandeville and Alix, and scoring his only half point in what may have been the most confusing race that Lisander ever saw. The F3L Round of Sirenia 2008 was marked by the abandonment of 6 of the 11 teams due to heavy rains that had fallen on the circuit. Darius, who was on a team that could not afford to miss the award, had a calm and error-free race, taking advantage of his opponents' failures on the track, was in sixth place when the race was canceled on lap 36 because a torrential rain began to fall. As 50% of the race was completed, half of the points were awarded.

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by **Former Citizens of the Nimbus System** » Thu May 09, 2019 5:28 pm

JNI Grand Prix
5th of May; Lap 17

Coalescence’s blue light burns bright down the start/finish straight of Somos City Circuit, its full Imagikinetic thrust and Imagielectric drive unleashed in propulsive magnificence. The constant thrum of motors and the rush of air over bodywork mark its glorious passing, slowing slightly but not seriously as it angles into the course’s smooth first and second corners.

Then it fades to embers. Turn 3 shatters the car’s momentous energy. Turns 4 and 5 burn the fragments. The next straight drags them closer together again – and then Turn 6 renders them atomic and disparate.

This isn’t the worst of it.

Ryker wrenches the Chase Cutter through Turn 7, touching his foot to the throttle down Mirror Straight with a grimace on his face from the knowledge that this surge of empowering, fulfilling speed will last but moments. Imagination, I don’t know if I should even be calling you ‘Coalescence’ right now… This whole track is… Well, parts are okay but the rest is just antithetical to… Everything! He brakes hard, grinding the car around the circuit’s ninth turn, then applying a mere pulse of the accelerator before he slows again and creeps across the tenth before the long, long drag around Parliament Corner. And he sighs.

In that moment, Ryker confirms a decision. He taps at the button on his steering wheel to open communications. “Martin?”

“I hear you, Ryker. Is everything alright?”

A bitter bark of a laugh sounds within the cockpit. “The car seems fine. Martin… I’m sorry, I can’t do this.” The Nimban racer glances to the corner of his visor, wincing at the splits to Blake in front of him and Schramm behind him – both faster, significantly so. “I want to check with you first but I think I’m just going to send power to Jean. He’s already ahead of me and –”

“I agree.” Martin’s voice cuts him off – kindly, calm, assuring, intuiting his mind’s every shift and flow with the ease of years of practice. “We don’t want your motivation sapped for Nekoni; I see no harm in giving Jean some help at the same time. Let me handle it for you.”

Ryker breathes. He nods briefly, then smiles a soft and pained yet relieved smile as Coalescence’s thrust fades once more, ICAST directing the energy to Lucifer instead at his engineer’s direction. “Alright,” he answers, his voice tightening. “Thank you.”

“You are always welcome. Now, let us focus on what we can do now. More data will always be useful; we can focus on that, if you’d like.”

“Right!” Ryker nods again, and this time it is a touch firmer. “Right. Let’s do that.”

Nexus Racing HQ, Crossbay Circuit, Nimbus Bay, the Nexus Wardship of Former Citizens of the Nimbus System
7th of May

“Yeah, I think that could work.” Victoria clicks at her laptop, fingers swiping purposefully at its touchpad as she sits on her bed. Orange light glares through the window. “Day off that long before testing… Most of the work happens afterwards, anyway – hammering out glitches and streamlining everything.”

“Wonderful!” Celina Light beams back from the screen. “Goodness, I am looking forward to see you in person again, ‘Toria.”

Victoria laughs, raising an eyebrow. “Mum, we’re looking at each other right now.”

“It isn’t quite the same as having you here in person, though.” Celina raises a forestalling hand. “I know that you think differently, I know. Let an old woman have her follies.”

“Oh, you do not get to say that when in every other conversation you’re saying you’re ‘not that old yet’!”

Celina laughs. “Ah, maybe not. I would still like to see you, though.”

“I know.” Victoria smiles. “It’ll be good to be back with you all.”

Then she breathes. Victoria shivers – and clenches her fist, steeling herself. “I, ah… Would it be okay if I brought someone else along, too? I think I’d like you to meet him.”

“Oh?” Celina smiles knowingly. “Well, I don’t see why not. Have you talked to this person about it yet?”

“No… Not yet.” Victoria looks down, fiddling with her hair. “I’m pretty sure he’ll come, though…” She laughs to himself, without smiling. “He can be a bit of a pushover sometimes.” You’d think so, at least.

“I see. Well, I look forward to meeting him.” A bong sounds from behind Celina; she glances backwards. “And I believe that that’s the door… Well, we’ll see you soon.” She smiles benevolently. “We all love you very much.”

Victoria sighs, resting her head on her shoulder and looking full at the screen. Her lips curl upward. “Love you too, Mum. Bye.”

With a wave from the other side, the feed cuts off. She closes her computer with it. Then she leans over it, perched on the bed, her eyes screwed tightly shut.

by **Aboveland** » Thu May 09, 2019 6:23 pm

"Comms check," calls a familiar voice through the team radio during the warm-up lap. Terho grins instantly. "Loud and clear," he replies, the semblance of a chuckle escaping at the end.

With the acknowledgement, Edvin begins his briefing. "You're starting P15, it seems. Middle of the pack, not terrible, ahead of all your rivals. iBen starts P7, so try catching up to him in the first quarter of the race and we'll match your strategies." Terho mhms. "Your quali performance might say otherwise but you seem to have gotten to grips with the track pretty quickly. Aero team says the active winglets are optimally calibrated, and well, you managed to hustle Esteban up to 2nd in the hotlap event."

Terho scoffs. "That was mostly up to him though. There wasn't much guidance to do."

"You're replacing me in the engineer box once you're tired of racing. You think I do a lot?" They both laugh.

"You're in a far better mood, you know that?" says Edvin. "I like you more this way, little bitch."

"Me too," replies Terho. "But stop feeding the clickbait junkies."

Once Terho arrives back at the grid, and rolls into his spot, Edvin signs off into race mode, and the eerie pre-race silence falls upon the intercom. In the few seconds of contemplation between the assembly on the grid and the beginning of the countdown, Terho closes his eyes and takes a series of deep breaths, tapping his fingers on his steering wheel rhythmically, timing his breathing. In an instant, the past few weeks rush through his head in a deafening blur, the lethargic demotivation he'd been suffering from whiplashing his mind back into place. He grunts gruffly, like a rugby player, all of his split personalities and crisis personas coalescing into one in a second. For that instant, and for the many instants that would follow, he'd be the Terho he knew he could be, the, in Edvin's words, best driver in the fucking world. For that instant, and for the instants that would follow, he was ready.

The first pair of red lights come on with their characteristic chime, then the next, up to five, before fading away with the longer bell as the 27 engines on the grid howl, launching forwards with a hair-raising uproar.

"Now breathe," Edvin pants through the radio, Terho's Unnamed crossing the finish line just behind iBen. "What a fucking race! P2, well deserved."

Terho, at a loss for words, and energy, barely sputters words of heartfelt thanks. "Thank you, thank you, again and again and a million times again!" he mutters breathlessly. "We're on the upswing now, guys."

On the cooldown lap, Terho speeds towards iBen to drive together with his teammate and mentor, waving at the crowd in unison, and once they roll back into the paddock and align their cars together, Terho springs out of his seat, visor flipped up, and opens the waterworks. First, the usual ambush to his team, complete with helmet slaps and back pats, and then the teammate hug. He turns towards iBen, his helmet still on too, and collides with him in a foolishly sobby hug. The last time they'd finished on the podium together, in the same car, had been in Krytenia, WGPC14, when they'd finished second and third best to then-prodigy Jessica Franssen. To finish one-two with his veteran mentor, in his own team, with his own mechanics and engineers by his side, with the full force of a contingent built up from absolute scratch, was unlike any victory he'd ever had. Perhaps, it was even better.

As the two climb up onto the podium, Terho following iBen closely behind, he looks out at the crowd gathering below, the majority clad in navy and gold, chanting all sorts of victory songs at their two drivers. His cap held with both hands, his head turned to the sky, Terho closes his eyes to listen to the Turorian and Abovian anthems for the single time they both play, representing both the team and the two drivers at once. Occasionally, between notes and pauses, he twitches with utter joy and a little bit of emotional instability, of the good kind. Between anthems, he shoots a side glance at iBen, standing slightly above him, who smiles back. Still standing reverently for the Mattijanan anthem, he begins to think of what he'll answer to the press, of what he wants to say to Tripathi and his well deserved win that got away, how he feels following iBen up the stairs to their first ever one-two, how he feels about his comfortable gap in the title race, about his team's sudden, sizeable lead in the constructors', and all the media guff he'd have to spout in just a moment.

But as the anthems fade, the names echo through the city of Somos, and the champagne at his feet sits eagerly for the celebrations, the comforting, homey sense of accomplishment overcomes every other emotion. He remembers, briefly, the talk he'd had with Ryker, about the incredible sense of unity he'd seen at Nexus, and how that almost ideal image he'd had had finally come to life in the team closest to him. The moment he'd been waiting for for so long had finally come: the coalescence of TRÆ; a new kind of victory for him.

Signy. That's a name. Maybe.

His mental escapade is interrupted by a violent shot of wine to the face, and in an instant Terho is joining in the expensive waterfight, drenching his teammate down his overalls where it really bothered. Terho jumps onto the top step, wraps an arm around his shoulder, and calls a toast to the occasion, inviting Kranjska along as well. "Bottoms up," he thinks of saying, far too exhausted to verbalize, yet not enough to demonstrate.

by **Vilita and Turori** » Thu May 09, 2019 8:10 pm

Toralmintii schools Team, Teammates and Field in Somos City

Joushiki Nante Iranai Grand Prix, Somos City Circuit, Somos City, Joushiki Nante Iranai :: After a slow start to the weekend it appeared for long stretches of the Joushiki Nante Iranai Grand Prix that it would be a breakthrough race for iBen Toralmintii's Race Eelandii Vilita and Turori World Grand Prix Motorworks team. An early incident that took out Vilitan driver R.L. Cruisin in the Starblaydi backed Mirrors Racing team that had been the subject of some confusingly slow practice laps at the request of their sponsor the Onizuka corporation ended up benefitting Eelandii VTGP's Starblaydi driver Jai Kardaeri who was able to avoid the carnage and slide into the Top 5. Having failed to score a point all season it was a confidence boosting run for the former World Champion who ran in the points all race long. When the safety car came out on lap 59 both Eelandii VTGP cars were in the Top 10 and spirits were high inside the paddock. It all came crashing down on the restart though as contact would damage Kardaeri's twii.tur sponsored machine beyond repair forcing the Starblaydi driver to retire from the 6th position extending their pointless streak. While Filindostani driver Rustom Ibuna would ultimately climb to 7th place the four points earned were hardly a consolation for the loss of any perceived momentum that it seemed Kardaeri and the #33 team had accumulated throughout the event.

For team founder iBen Toralmintii, who had given up the role as Team Principle to Tropicorp Engineering's Gary Cook in order to focus on his driving duties for Tropicorp Racing Aelund, it was a whirlwind weekend where the Veteran driver ultimately proved their talents on a circuit that no driver in the field had ever competed on heading into the campaign.

After posting the second fastest time in the first qualifying session, Toralmintii was outpaced in the later sessions as the Qualifying format extended to more rounds of time trial then ever before with the Turorian being shuffled back to 7th place by the time the fourth qualifying session had concluded. After three consecutive second-place qualifying efforts and a third place start in the season opener in Hodori, it was the first time all season that iBen Toralmintii did not have daylight in front of him at the start of the race and instead had a field of cars in front of him to overtake. Of course, considering iBen Toralmintii entered the Joushiki Nante Iranai Grand Prix tied for last place in the driver standings having accrued zero points on the season, perhaps it would be a change for the best.

#77 iBen Toralmintii passes teammate #56 Terho Talvela for 2nd place

#56 Terho Talvela looks to re-gain position battling teammate iBen Toralmintii

#77 iBen Toralmintii crosses the stripe for their 3rd Career Grand Prix Victory

After sliding back in the early shuffle, Toralmintii benefited from a lap 20 Safety Car to catch back up to the field and then a big restart on lap 24 to swoop back into the Top 5 along with Gregori Krupin. After bypassing Alex Dimitrianov, Toralmintii set their sights on teammate Terho Talvela in the podium position and began to close the gap. While pole sitter Vijay Tripathi had set sail the Tropicorp Racing Aelund duo were reeling in Krupin for the runner up position. When the MRT driver pitted the Tropicorp Racing Aelund duo found themselves running second and third with Toralmintii slightly faster than the former World Champion Talvela who had been caught not long after the 50th lap. Toralmintii stalked Talvela until the safety car came out for an incident involving Dimitrianov, once again bunching up the field.

On the restart Talvela and Toralmintii got into a battle for the second position seemingly allowing Tripathi to once again run clear with nothing standing between the Sherpa driver and the top spot on the podium. The experienced Toralmintii ultimately would get the better of the Abovian forcing their teammate wide in the turn and while Talvela looked to the inside for the crossover move in the next corner, the Turorian would defend the position before slowly opening a gap ahead to secure the position.

The duo would get a shot in the arm on lap 63 when the leader Tripathi, who had led every lap of the race since starting on Pole, ran into issues and was forced to retire from the race gifting the top spot to Toralmintii. With their cars now running 1-2, the Tropicorp Racing Aelund crew were certainly looking for their drivers to preserve their positions knowing that as they stood they would retake the lead in the Championship Standings. While there were some rumblings of seeing Talvela bypass Toralmintii to give the Abovian seven more points in the Drivers standings, no formal discussion of such a possibility ever made it to the team radio. Instead, the two long time friends were allowed the space to fight each other for the win with both stretching their advantage on the field over the final 12 laps. The two Tropicorp Racing Aelund drivers would exchange fastest lap three times before the end of the race as they pushed each other perhaps too hard considering the only challenge from behind was nearly half a minute back in the unlikely form of the battle between MRT's Gregori Krupin and the SinVal team and their driver Jasmin Krajska.

Talvela had finally run out of steam and went into preservation mode with three laps to go. At the front of the field, iBen had just driven out of reach and had now left just the three drivers in podium positions on the lead lap after the untimely retirement of MRT's Krupin from competition. Having pushed the car nearly to the brink, the radio silence was broken as the Turorian took the white flag with one of the Tropicorp engineers mentioning the growing gap back to Talvela who was no longer pushing. The veteran was at first hesitant to back off the throttle but finally relented recalling his troubles from early in the season. It was time to secure the points.

Toralmintii allowed Badai Angin's Carsten O'Rourke and Polaris driver Erica Okumura to re-claim their position on the lead lap through the Palace Corner sitting the Turorian up for a challenge-free entry into the tight Skyline Weave and Bridge Hairpins. Finally bypassing the pit entrance at the exit of turn 24 over the River Som, Toralmintii could see the Checkered flag waving in the distance. The Turorian floored the throttle leaving nothing to chance before crossing the line for their first Grand Prix victory since the Grand Prix of Nekoni during the 14th World Grand Prix Championship season.

Ironically, though it had been three seasons since Toralmintii's last Grand Prix victory, the podium celebrations would seem as if they hadn't changed a bit as, just like he was during his prior win at the Nekoni International Circuit, Toralmintii was joined on the Podium by his teammate, Terho Talvela, and the driver of the Sinval Motorsports machine. It was Eastfielder Louis Krindle for MSA-Sinval who Toralmintii had beaten to the stripe in Nekoni during Season 14 while at the street course in Somos City it was Sinval's Jasmin Krajnska sharing the podium with the iTTT tandem.

With the victory, Toralmintii finally justified their return to the sport after four consecutive Top 5 starting positions to open the season had yielded in zero points in the Drivers Standings. While Toralmintii jumped only to 10th in the Drivers table the win was a massive boost for Tropicorp Racing Aelund who leapfrogged Badai Angin in the Constructors Standings setting the Joint Abovian-Tropicorp outfit into a strong position entering the next round of competition at the Gran Premio di Nekoni - the very nation that up until the checkered flag fell in Somos City had been the site of iBen Toralmintii's last Grand Prix victory.

by **Vangaziland** » Fri May 10, 2019 8:16 am

Racing | Track Life | Off Grid | Fast Women

Unlucky 13 Retire Early in Somos City

Jessica Franssen's battle at Somos City Circuit was one of attrition. Qualifying was a rough affair for the Vannish woman. Her race started at 23rd place. This position is a spot where many drivers would give up. The chance for earning points is far from guaranteed. Moving into the top 5 is a greater longshot. It's easy to just write such a wee off and try again next time.

Jessica's movement towards the top of the field didn't come by her pure skill alone. Somos City Circuit proved to be a mess for the drivers of the WGPO.

Thirteen drivers failed to finish the race. Many believed the track's design had something to do with this. Most of the turns here are extremely sharp. This doesn't just slow down the cars for almost every turn. It also increases the chances for incidents throughout the course. Although some cars retired because of mechanical issues, it was clear this track had flaws.

Jessica Franssen was asked on her opinion of the two rounded turns of 11 and 15. "The turns are unique", Jessica said. "People assume any turn near 270 degrees is going to be a fast one." Jess was in good spirits after her performance, but not great ones after her teammate failed to finish. "The point of those turns is negated by the entry and exit of each one."

Turns 11 and 15 were not like Drosopol Circuit's wide curves. Engineers from Nekoni designed the course so each turn would have a flow. The flow in JNI's Somos City seemed abrupt and sporadic at times. Cars have to slow down for the sharp break into turn 11. Cars also have to slow down for the exit out of the same turn. Turn 15 has even sharper entries and exits. The point of powering through a wide arc is lost when you have to change speed to get in and out of it. In a proper 270 degree turn, cars can enter at a faster speed than normal and accelerate into and out of the apex.

The limiting factor of the signature turns makes Somos City Circuit into little more than an obstacle for WGPC drivers. Dramatic racing incidents may appeal to the low brow crowd that watches races to see crashes. Many fans started to speak out after the race. "We lost the Esportivan and Oceanic racing blocks for this?" asked Erik Carr, a 39 year old teacher from Auster, VNG.

Others have wondered if the host nation's events just before race week affected several teams. Vannish Motors extended the olive branch to the junior drivers at JNI with open arms. They brought a title-winning car for the neophyte to pilot. Jessica garned information that helped her on race day.

Jessica's race would mainly be a competition with one other driver. "It's great to battle with another driver throughout a race", Franssen said. "I think Rustom and I really pushed ourselves out there today."

The battle between the duo started early. Jess started two spots ahead of the 25th place Ibuna. They would stick together for almost the entire race. Both drivers even ran a similar pit strategy. Rustom moved onto Jessica's tail by lap 18. Benjamin Talison stood in the way of the charging pair into the middle of the race. Jess got past Ben on lap 38. The VMR car's handling fought the exit kink of turn 11 well. A balance between acceleration and handling in a car never designed to be the best at top speed worked well. This was seen in qualifying, with Vijay Tripathi's pole position.

Vijay Tripathi is the only driver who can claim domination over Somos City Circuit. He led most of the race from start to lap 63. This followed up a strong pole position. While Vijay led the pack, Jess cut upwards with Ibuna in tow. Jess slipped up with her exit on lap 58 before the main straight. This gave Ibuna the time he needed to slip past Jessica's indigo, black and red.

Only the luck of the draw would stop Vijay Tripathi from winning a race that was clearly his. Tripathi had a lead more than 20 seconds ahead of iBen Toralmintii when the Sherpa's race concluded. iBen had only gained around 5 seconds in the 20 laps prior. Krupin and Talvela fell even harder off the Sherpa's pace.

Toralmintii started 7th and ran a decent race to get into 2nd before given a winning fate. Even his teammate Terho Talvela had made up more ground, starting 15th and finishing about 6 seconds behind his teammate.

iBen would coast into the win, with Talvela faithfully behind. It was an answer to Vannish Motors' 1-2 finish in the prior raceweek. Jess spoke about iBen's finish. "Toralmintii has had it rough", Jessica said after the race. "His publicists always talk about his title. They don't mention the two or three seasons when iBen barely scored 5 points." Jess later added, "If I had ever been such a weak driver, I would never have made it this far. Seeing a driver go from being relatively unskilled to winning races is great for the sport."

Jessica referenced an earlier, less talked about part of IBen's career when he was a works driver. Toralmintii seemed to figure himself better off as an owner after his season 14 success. He also took to NSSCRA, where he clashed with Franssen on a part-time status.

Simon Marton also spoke on TRÆ. "You have to expect that team to run strong", said the team principal.

Jessica was asked about her teammate's finish. "Vannish Motors tries to get drivers mentally prepared for incidents like these. No one race should define a season. The point is to keep making chances. A WGPC driver should never lose their fire from one incident. A crash or a blown motor should not wipe out all motivation. The point is that he led most of that race. Easily. That can be done again."

Jessica has had incidents on both the first and last laps of races. She's had weeks that drained her spirit. "The point isn't even about winning or losing", Jess added. "It's about how hard you fight and how fast you get up after you've been knocked down. It is dissapointing, but it's not a bad result."

by **The Sherpa Empire** » Fri May 10, 2019 10:08 am

Vijay Tripathi liked the idea of the young drivers' meet and greet, but the language barrier got in the way. Even if you had people that could translate for you, that still didn't allow you to chat as naturally as you could when you spoke the same language. He had to put someone else on the radio for the hot lap. Timing was too important to let the language barrier get in the way when you were giving instructions to someone in a moving car who was driving at race speeds. Geli Amarnath's English was slightly better than Tripathi's, but Amarnath was a grumpy old man who didn't like kids. They decided to put a Vangazi on the radio rather than inflicting Amarnath on an impressionable youngster.

When Tripathi took the wheel himself, there was no language barrier. Driving was its own language, and he was fluent in it. The track at Somos reminded him of Kolkata with it's narrow city streets and sharp corners. It was challenging, but he was up for the challenge -- he wasn't going let that annoying little engineer from TMW tease him again about being "pussy-whipped" and "driving like crap." He was consistent through the multi-tiered qualifying and claimed the pole. Avijit, the annoying engineer, had nothing to say except, "That was good."

Race day started off much the same way. Tripathi was running consistently good lap times, and the narrow twists and turns of the course didn't give the other drivers many good opportunities to threaten him. When he had to pit, everything went smoothly. The Sherpalanders and Vangazis had been working together long enough to work the kinks out by now, and they knew their jobs. He came out of the pits still in the lead, though Krupin and Talvela were closer behind him now. But not close enough to catch him! Once he was out of pits, Tripathi widened his lead again -- he had this in the bag. Or so he thought....

On lap 63, he skidded coming around turns 15 and 16, a careless mistake because he had gotten cocky and tried to take the turns faster than his tires had the traction to manage. The car was still moving, but the spin had jarred things loose and the steering was going all wonky. "No!" He didn't want to believe it. He cussed into the radio. People in the VMR paddock were cursing and groaning too.

"Park the car," Amarnath said in his usual grumpy tone. He talked that way most the time, regardless of what was going on, but this time, by coincidence, it happened to suit the occasion.

Tripathi returned to the paddock, tore his helmet off, and slammed it down in frustration. Avijit was watching, but he didn't say anything. Thank the gods for small mercies.

by **Savojarna** » Fri May 10, 2019 2:51 pm

Val de Rivoli, Nekoni

The first drops of a summery shower fell onto the asphalt at the parking lot of the Autodromo Internazionale as Sigur Bjarnason exited his private LA Drakken. Sigur breathed deeply. He loved the smell of rain falling onto warm asphalt. Feeling the cool sensation of the rain on his arms, he let his eyes sway over the track laying in the distance. Rivoli. It felt good to be back here.

If the last race in JNI had been reminiscent of the Vulkanas Grand Prix, where he won the first race in his career, this one was the place where he won the second time. The track suited his skills, and it was fun. Krister had been right: The fun had left him throughout the first half of the season, and he put up horrible numbers because of it. It had come back during his visit to Savojarna, where he was reminded why he loved to race. JNI gave him the thrill of racing and the adrenaline of a street course with tight corners, but it was narrow and didn't give him a true fulfilment of his speed addiction. Not to mention the disappointment of his fatal mistake that saw his MRT crash into a wall. Now Nekoni. It was flowing, it was challenging, it was fast - it was what Sigur had wanted the most. He was more than ready for this race. For now it was time to set up shop on the Autodromo, the car would have to remain in the garage until tomorrow; but maybe he'd get to walk around it later today.

A few hours later, Bjarnason was indeed on the track, together with half the field analysing the track. The rain had stopped and cooled down the air in the Val de Rivoli. The track was still damp, but drying up as Sigur Bjarnason took his lap around it, not on foot but on his mountainbike. As he circled the track, he remembered the last year. Back then, he had come out of a slump as well. A lot of mistakes, small things, routine stuff. He had been so wrapped up in his own thinking that he didn't really drive instinctively anymore, had stopped being hungry - kind of like right now, thinking of it. A touch to the wall in Turn 8 had shaken him out of his lethargy back then, and as he crossed the turn on his bike, the memory flashed before his eyes. "Alright LET'S GO!", he shouted out in a flash of joy and sped up his bike around the corner, only to overtake an amused-looking Jess Franssen inspecting the track with her team. Sigur blushed as he cycled past her and went on around the track, taking in the beautiful surroundings.

Turn twenty. This was where his rivalry with local Erica Okumura came to a weird end. The Savojar had been battling with Sayono Souzare, like he had been for a large part of the race, when he had heard a crack ahead of him and overtook a slow-driving Polaris, sputtering its front tyre around the track. Back then, they thought they'd be fighting for the championship, he remembered. Far ahead of Terho Talvela, Ryker Lane, JMD - not that much remained of it. He had felt nearly invincible before he took his double zero in the following races. This year, it was different. People had expected things from him, things he turned out to ultimately be unable to deliver. The poor showing so far had both removed pressure from him as it meant he was able to focus on getting individual results but also meant more pressure as his MRT contract may be on the line. But most importantly, the Savojar also was more aware of what WGPC racing meant. He was aware of all the things that were going on around the race track, he knew the role of luck and all of that.

The role of luck. It had been shown to him brutally in the last race, in Somos. The start had been good - not great, but decent. He was fighting his way through the upper part of the field, defending his position and looking for a way to the front. But then, suddenly, a slight mistake had been enough to completely upend his race. A slipup, one could call it. A bit too much speed into Parliament Corner, the back of the car slipping, the car grazing the wall. Pieces of wing scattering across the road. He returned to the pit, not losing all that much time given that it was only two laps short of his scheduled stop. A slight setback, but unlikely to be a major issue - or so they thought. Six laps later, same corner, in direct competition. The Savojar defended his position against a pushing Ryan Harris-Jones. RHJ had knocked him out of contention in Liventia, but this time it was just coincidence he was nearby. This time, Sigur did the knocking himself. In Turn 17, he did a slight mistake, hardly hitting the curb. It jolted the car into the next corner, but for now, Sigur caught it. "Vibrations in the front left", he reported, but Krister told him the tyre was okay and he should drive on.

What Krister's telemetry didn't tell him was that the suspension had no longer been okay. Having taken a hit in the previous impact, it had been under strain. In this instance, it took another hit. In the final corner, it decided to give out. As Sigur yanked the wheel around to turn through the tight hairpin, the wheel came off and the car plunged into the wall, having just about made it past the pit entrance. At least he wasn't blocking anyone's way. With a hanging head, he had made his way back to the box. Krister pat his helmet, he recalled. "Tough luck, mate", the race engineer said in his typical calm style. It hadn't been what Sigur needed. Having found his fire again and being hopeful for this race, he had been hit hard by the DNF. At least he was in the perfect mood for the same style of comeback as last year now.

As he went onto his next lap on the bike, memories of the dramatic finale of Nekoni last year came up. He had been behind Souzare most of the race, but the Hodoran's tyres were slowly giving out. Sigur caught up lap by lap, one by one. Slowly he came closer and closer... and then he had made it there. On the home straight, he managed to overtake the leader from the home team. It was a brilliant race from the Savojar and his team, calculated perfectly to just work out. To today, he thought, it was probably his best race. It was time to follow up.

Just as the Savojar completed his scouting run and came out of the track from the back of the MRT garage, heading to his motorhome, he ran into Erica Okumura herself. His old WGPC 16 rival and local hero. He nodded towards the Nekoni a bit awkwardly. "Hi", he said in his typical slightly wooden Savojar kind, somehow feeling it would be appropriate to talk to her. "It's less tight between us then last year, isn't it?". "Lower level", she answered, smiling almost as awkwardly as Sigur. "Still close, at least until last race. Got unlucky?". "Guess so. Suspension gave out. But let's see if things get better here; I like your track a lot", he answered. Somehow he felt like it was hard to talk to the other drivers, he always felt like his Savojar scarcity on words was interpreted as being a bit cold or distant. "It's a beautiful country and a very nice track indeed. Not much luck that it brought me so far, though", Okumura answered. Sigur nodded. "You'd have deserved more last year. Let's fight out there on Sunday, yeah?", he said, offering her a hand. She took the offer. "On a good fight", he said, gripping the Nekoni's hand before cycling off to his motorhome. It felt like back in WGPC 16. That could only be a good omen.

by **Nekoni** » Sat May 11, 2019 10:21 am

The flight from Somos to Varea was a long one, with twelve hours and no stop in the middle. Furthermore, Varea was nowhere near the circuit location of the next weekend, being a good 4 hour drive south from the airport. This meant there was plenty of time for the Polaris team to take stock at where they currently were, and if there was time, for Erica to joke about throwing her boss out of the plane without a parachute like she effectively did to her.

The race at Somos went exactly how Mayari had predicted: the controversial track was tight, unforgiving and without any real respite to build any speed, therefore half of the field failed to make it to eighty laps, and those that didn't tended to stay in their lane and focus on not adding to the track's list of scalps instead of actually racing. The over-prevalence of the safety car helped with that. Nevertheless, after nearly two hours of procession, despite driving probably her worst race of the season, the chips fell her way, and somehow her streak of improving on her qualifying position continued, finishing at a tidy fifth place overall, with Souzare managing to reverse a bad start to the race into just missing the points in eleventh.

This appeared to be the theme of the season. Erica's performance, and to a lesser extent the entire Polaris team's, was one of quiet consistency. Every race so far had her finish higher than she had come in, and although they hadn't exactly rewarded her with the points that she really deserved, she was getting people talking about her, which, in the eyes of the execs, was probably more important than the points. However, it was still disappointing to be throwing everything at the wall on the day and still only be sixteenth in the standings. Fortunately, her next race would be her best possible opportunity to score well. Round six. Rivoli. Home.

The circuit debuted during the last season, and it appeared to instantly be a hit with the drivers and spectators alike. The combination of high speed straight blasts, breathtaking elevation changes and tight complexes along the unforgiving valley walls presented an extremely challenging but rewarding race, especially when done in the cars of the fastest racing series on the planet. Having the track built on and around the rock formations jutting out into the middle of wine country made it look stunning, too, a world away from the relentless gray and black of the street circuits that other racing series seemed to be infatuated with for cost reasons.

As fun as it was to race, last season was a bit of a disappointment last time she went to the Rivoli. Despite having the best seat in the house for the race with her first ever pole position, she bottled it. The three cars behind her took her on the first turn, and through her attempt and inevitable failure to get her place back, her tires overheated, she had to pit in early, and the race was effectively watching Bjarnasson and Franssen block out Souzare for thirty or so laps whilst she ate crow in seventh. Erica remembered not taking it well at all, having a bit of a temper tantrum on the flight to North Emeros for the Vangaziland GP immediately after. She felt embarassed about that reaction, letting her emotions get the better of her like that. At least only a couple of people were on that plane to see it.

Further thinking about the start to the sixteenth season, she could argue that the Nekoni GP was the turning point for the season. Before it, she had one win, one podium, and fifty-one points to her account, putting her in third. After Nekoni? She swam like a brick, only earning seven more points that season. It was like night and day, and it wasn't all that clear as to why it was. One could argue that the early star-making performances went to her head, and the failure in her home country humiliated her into mediocrity. One could argue that the Polaris team didn't have enough money and had to re-use, make do and mend with their parts during the latter races. The point was, it happened, and steps needed to be taken to ensure that it didn't happen again.

The plane finally landed at Varea Airport at 2 in the morning. It was uncharacteristic weather for Nekoni at this time of year: the normally dry Spring was gone this year, and the last week had thunderstorms throughout the country, with the rain still remaining in the capital. As she left the plane, garish purple team-emblazoned umbrella in hand, she was whisked away through the airport and through the wall of camera-toting journalists that had been there for the entire night. Naturally, they were doing their job, all shouting different questions at once whilst trying to jab a microphone into her jaw.

This continued for a good minute, with Erica not saying anything, not out of rudeness, but because the volume of them all made it impossible to know what she was being asked. Was this normal? Did something happen out of the country involving her? The wall of noise continued to the entrance of the hotel, and Erica thought it be best that the ordeal ended there. She stopped, turned, and spoke into the nearest microphone: "I'd love to answer whatever you're asking, but it's 2 in the damn morning, and I need to sleep. We'll pick it up later, yeah?" The journalists continued to press forward. They weren't accepting what Erica had to offer, this, combined with a lack of sleep, made her flustered.

Alexandra Mayari saw it in her eyes, and knew this. She needed to get them off her, and quick.

"Can't you all goddamn hear!? She's not answering your questions tonight! Away! Go!" she bellowed, standing between an overwhelmed Erica and the mob, gesticulating with her arms violently, flicking rain droplets as she did over the camera lenses of the first row of the reporters. The group got the message immediately, and began to quickly disperse, as Alexandra turned back to her driver, not before one final yell of "Fucking vultures!" This was a side of Alex that Erica never had seen, and she was nearly as frightened of her as the other guys.

As they entered the five-star hotel, took their room keys from the reception, and continued down the hallway to their respective rooms, Erica finally spoke up. "What was that all about?"
Alex smiled. "Instinct, mate. Always look after your own flock. I had all this shit when I arrived in Nekoni after the whole Fatali thing three years ago. Wouldn't wish it on anybody, much less someone I actually respect." She turned to Erica and changed back the topic to what they had spent the last twelve hours on the plane discussing. "Anyway, this weekend's like any other weekend. It's not worth any extra points, don't worry about pleasing your home fans, just focus on the track, the guys on the track you have to beat, and you'll be fine. This one's gonna go better this time round."

They reached the end of the corridor to their pre-booked rooms. "Set your alarm for 10 tomorrow, Eri. We've got a lot of media crap to shovel and you're gonna need your sleep."

by **WGPC** » Sun May 12, 2019 5:23 am

CUTOFF

for Practice and Qualifying at Autodromo Internazionale del Rivoli

by **WGPC** » Sun May 12, 2019 5:41 am

Week 10: Practice

Conditions:      	Dry
Lap Record:      	00:01:41.489
Session Length:	75 minutes
Nation:         	NEK
Circuit:        	Autodromo Internazionale del Rivoli

Drivers have 75 minutes to complete as many laps of the track as they like.

POS #   DRIVER                              FASTEST LAP     GAP TO LEADER				
 1 23 ▍Jelena Colac-Strek               	00:01:46.599	00:00:00.000		
 2 51 ▍RL Cruisin                       	00:01:46.611	00:00:00.011		
 3 17 ▍Evdaden Carnétier                	00:01:46.623	00:00:00.024		
 4 48 ▍Tyra Tabuso                      	00:01:46.775	00:00:00.176		
 5 64 ▍Carsten O'Rourke                 	00:01:46.783	00:00:00.183		
 6 47 ▍Erica Okumura                    	00:01:46.811	00:00:00.211		
 7 52 ▍Sayono Souzare                   	00:01:46.935	00:00:00.336		
 8 29 ▍Esteban Guilhermez               	00:01:47.243	00:00:00.644		
 9 14 ▍Sigur Bjarnason                  	00:01:47.278	00:00:00.678		
10  3 ▍Darius Castellammare             	00:01:47.383	00:00:00.783		
11 77 ▍iBen Toralmintii                 	00:01:47.488	00:00:00.888		
12 56 ▍Terho Talvela                    	00:01:47.534	00:00:00.934		
13 27 ▍Gregori Krupin                   	00:01:47.770	00:00:01.171		
14  1 ▍Jessica Franssen                 	00:01:47.781	00:00:01.181		
15 63 ▍Dalia Dahl                       	00:01:47.822	00:00:01.223		
16 42 ▍Alex Dimitrianov                 	00:01:48.102	00:00:01.502		
17 49 ▍Benjamin Talison                 	00:01:48.157	00:00:01.557		
18 65 ▍Hunter Digri                     	00:01:48.215	00:00:01.616		
19 18 ▍Taylor Blake                     	00:01:48.341	00:00:01.742		
20 15 ▍Tabita Novax                     	00:01:48.407	00:00:01.807		
21 94 ▍Ryker Lane                       	00:01:48.965	00:00:02.366		
22 20 ▍Mick Schramm                     	00:01:48.997	00:00:02.397		
23 41 ▍Jean Mercer-Daly                 	00:01:49.092	00:00:02.493		
24 37 ▍Ryan Harris-Jones                	00:01:50.034	00:00:03.435		
25 33 ▍Jai Kardaeri                     	00:01:50.331	00:00:03.732		
26  7 ▍Vijay Tripathi                   	00:01:50.344	00:00:03.745		
27 71 ▍Rustom Ibuna                     	00:01:50.565	00:00:03.965		
28 22 ▍Jasmin Kranjska                  	00:01:52.859	00:00:06.259

Week 10: Qualifying

Conditions:      	Dry
Lap Record:      	00:01:41.489
Qualifying Type:	Traditional
Nation:         	NEK
Circuit:        	Autodromo Internazionale del Rivoli

POS #   DRIVER                              FASTEST LAP     GAP TO LEADER				
 1  1 ▍Jessica Franssen                 	00:01:41.537	00:00:00.000		
 2 52 ▍Sayono Souzare                   	00:01:41.549	00:00:00.012		
 3 48 ▍Tyra Tabuso                      	00:01:41.581	00:00:00.045		
 4 56 ▍Terho Talvela                    	00:01:41.589	00:00:00.053		
 5 14 ▍Sigur Bjarnason                  	00:01:41.691	00:00:00.155		
 6 18 ▍Taylor Blake                     	00:01:41.710	00:00:00.173		
 7  7 ▍Vijay Tripathi                   	00:01:41.828	00:00:00.292		
 8 27 ▍Gregori Krupin                   	00:01:41.829	00:00:00.292		
 9 33 ▍Jai Kardaeri                     	00:01:41.949	00:00:00.412		
10 47 ▍Erica Okumura                    	00:01:42.050	00:00:00.513		
11 42 ▍Alex Dimitrianov                 	00:01:42.052	00:00:00.515		
12 29 ▍Esteban Guilhermez               	00:01:42.154	00:00:00.617		
13 51 ▍RL Cruisin                       	00:01:42.260	00:00:00.723		
14 71 ▍Rustom Ibuna                     	00:01:42.396	00:00:00.859		
15 22 ▍Jasmin Kranjska                  	00:01:42.580	00:00:01.043		
16 77 ▍iBen Toralmintii                 	00:01:42.666	00:00:01.129		
17 41 ▍Jean Mercer-Daly                 	00:01:42.730	00:00:01.194		
18 15 ▍Tabita Novax                     	00:01:43.396	00:00:01.859		
19 37 ▍Ryan Harris-Jones                	00:01:43.581	00:00:02.045		
20 23 ▍Jelena Colac-Strek               	00:01:43.741	00:00:02.205		
21  3 ▍Darius Castellammare             	00:01:43.807	00:00:02.270		
22 65 ▍Hunter Digri                     	00:01:43.822	00:00:02.285		
23 64 ▍Carsten O'Rourke                 	00:01:43.929	00:00:02.393		
24 63 ▍Dalia Dahl                       	00:01:43.948	00:00:02.411		
25 94 ▍Ryker Lane                       	00:01:45.013	00:00:03.476		
26 49 ▍Benjamin Talison                 	00:01:45.298	00:00:03.762		
27 17 ▍Evdaden Carnétier                	00:01:45.502	00:00:03.966		
28 20 ▍Mick Schramm                     	00:01:45.953	00:00:04.417

by **Vilita and Turori** » Sun May 12, 2019 1:03 pm

Tropicorp pull off Somos City Stunner

Joushiki Nante Iranai Grand Prix, Somos City Circuit, Somos City, Joushiki Nante Iranai :: After suffering their worst result of the season at the EON Grand Prix of Lisander with the teams best showing being a fifth place run, Tropicorp Racing Supply offered a small monetary bonus to any of its teams that could return the Tyre Supplier back to the podium after two straight races without placing any drivers inside the Top 3.

The dip in form had dropped the Tropicorp entities lead in the WGPC17 Tyre Supplier Performance Standings to just 6 points after a strong opening two rounds of the campaign had given them a early boost. Solymok were ready to pounce if they could put a driver in Victory Lane in Joushiki Nante Iranai while Pire Eleven were also flying high after sweeping the podium in Lisander becoming the first supplier to sweeo the podium place this season.

Pire Eleven were on the mark once again at the Somos City Circuit with Vannish Motors Racing's Vijay Tripathi having dominated the event from the pole position and appearing ready to cruise uncontested to victory which would be the second in a row for Pire Eleven and set them up as the first supplier to visit Victory Lane twice during the WGPC17 season. It would all change late in the event however when the Sherpa driver threw away the race with victory in their sights paving the way for the Tropcorp Racing Aelund duo of iBen Toralmintii and Terho Talvela to take advantage in a massive swing in both the Supplier Standings and the season stat-lines as it would be Tropicorp Racing Supply and not Pire Eleven who would become the seasons first two-time winner.

WGPC17 Supplier Performance Standings
After 5 of 13 Events
[1] - 88 :: Tropicorp Racing Supply
[2] - 66 :: Solymok
[3] - 61 :: Pire Eleven
[4] - 34 :: Petrovi
[5] - 28 :: Brutus Tyres
[6] - 24 :: Stellenbosch
[7] - 15 :: Cypress
[8] - 14 :: Grafonil

With less than fifteen laps to go in the Joushiki Nante Iranai Grand Prix the live supplier standings had Tropicorp Racing Supply and Pire Eleven in a dead heat with 80 points a piece. With Tripathi's late troubles however and the Tropicorp Racing Aelund teammates moving into the top spots on the podium the pendulum swung massively as Pire to the tune of 27 points as the next highest Pire Eleven driver was McPahan's Jelena Colak-Strek in 6th place while Tropicorp Racing Supply picked up not only the additional seven points from iBen Toralmintii passing Vijay Tripathi but also taking the races fastest lap through runner-up Terho Talvela, the first time during the 17th World Grand Prix Championship season that a supplier had earned the maximum of 26 points claiming both the race victory and fastest lap honors.

While the race at the top of the standings had its ups and downs throughout the race at the Somos City Circuit, there was nothing but 'ups' for the circuits worst performing supplier to-date, Grafonil Tyres who are allied with the Eastfielder outfit SinVal. After failing to score a single point in the opening four events of the season being the only tyre supplier (Grafonil) or constructor (SinVal) to have suffered that fate, the Rushmori racers swung for the fences in Joushiki Nante Iranai and were justly rewarded as Jasmin Kranjska would ride the #22 machine to a podium finish as one of the only drivers to complete all 80 circuits of the difficult Somos City Street Course.

The podium finish for Karnjska and the SinVal team caught the Eastfielders up to the field and within striking distance of fourth place in the Supplier Performance Standings though a clear break could now be seen in the standings where the top 3 suppliers, Tropicorp Racing Supply; Solymok Tyres and Pire Eleven have separated themselves having won four of the first five events and looking like early favorites to contest for the supply performance title. The series now moves on to Nekoni with Tropicorp Racing Supply looking to re-affirm its place atop the standings while Solympk and Pire Eleven will look to make up the ground they lost in Joushiki Nante Iranai after Tropicorp's 1-2 Finish.

by **Mattijana** » Sun May 12, 2019 1:08 pm

Autodromo Internazionale del Rivoli, Nekoni

After the bizarre pre-race activity, Mickie mouse corners and many, many incidents of the Somos City Circuit, Rivoli made a refreshing return to the WGPC status quo. It was a properly old-school track, with sharp hills, scarily fast sections and not a lot of run-off. It was the sort of circuit that left nasty stains in your fireproof underwear after a run, but that you loved for that exact reason. It had only been part of the WGPC for one season beforehand, but it felt like a lot longer.

Johan loved it for those reasons, but mainly just because their were enough fiddly bits in the middle of the lap for the MRT to get stuck into. The engine upgrades had seemed to make a bit of a difference in the car's straight-line speed, but a kilometre-long straight was still a pretty big ask for it.

As a result, Johan was hopeful of a decent qualifying result. His team needed one as well, with MRT sitting only 5th in the constructor's standings nearing the halfway point of the season. There was still time left to up their game, but they had a hell of a lot of catching up to do if they were to mount a successfull title defence - a TRAE 1-2 in Somos had catapulted them miles into the lead of the constructor's championship.

Fortunately, the rain had stayed away and the circuit was big enough to find some gaps in, negating the two factors that had ruined previous qualifying sessions. Now they just had to get the setup right and hope the drivers could get the most out of the car. The fact it was a one-shot session helped them. They only had to get it right once.

Johan sent the two green and yellow machines on their way. Getting them both at the sharp end would be tough, but it was what they needed to do.

And stick both cars in the top 10 they did.

Sigur Bjarnason would start 5th on the grid with Gregori Krupin not far behind in 8th. Both were in great shape to bring home points, provided they avoided the same sort of disaster that had befallen them in Somos. The only real downers for the session were Terho Talvela once again qualifying well and both VMRs also getting into the top 10, including Jessica Franssen's pole position.

Johan was happy with Sigur. The Savojar had overcome a fairly miserable start to the season by picking up his pace and recovering some form in Somos. The slow and stuttery circuit layout favoured his Dimitrianov-esque driving style, but you needed to be in good touch to drive around tracks like those quickly. With quick times would hopefully come the self-fulfilling spiral of confidence.

Now those quick times just needed to translate into points. Just 2 had been scored by him so far compared to Krupin's 34. Those points would hopefully be on the way now. He too had some catching up to do.

Johan looked over the hills of southern Nekoni. As well as adding complexity to the track layout, the valleys were the perfect backdrop for a classic racetrack. Were the Rekvadas collection in the centre-north of Mattijana nearly as sunny, it would have reminded him of MRT HQ at the Kopylov InternazionRing.

More members of the MRT crew believed in cold hard science than anything religious, but even they might be praying for a good result overnight.

by **Hapilopper** » Sun May 12, 2019 2:18 pm

STEVENSON HOPES TO MAKE INTERNATIONAL MOTORSPORT DEBUT
By Doug Goodman
Hapilopper Television Network

VAL DEL RIVOLI, NEKONI - To the surprise of many that watch the HASCAR Challenge Cup on HTN every week, Drake Stevenson, the two-time defending Challenge Cup winner, is nowhere to be found. That's because he's working on deals to make him the first Hapiloppian driver in the history of international motorsport competition.

To make that happen, Stevenson will be traveling to the Autodromo Internazionale del Rivoli in Val del Rivoli, Nekoni, as well as representatives from his benefactor, the Preston Automobile Company, and possibly even several delegates from the Hapiloppian government, to try to find a way to get a test with a WGPC team. Drake understands, though, that a test ride, let alone a full-time ride is a longshot.

"Let's be realistic," Stevenson said. "I'm going to try like hell to make this happen for myself and for the Dominion of Hapilopper, but I've got several things going against me. First off, I'm 30 years old. If, and that's a big 'if,' I get a test seat with any team, I'd be running up against those in their teens and 20s. So that doesn't really work for me. Secondly, no driver from Hapilopper has even participated in any kind of international competition. At best, we're a newcomer on the international stage."

Last year, Drake scored his fourth HASCAR Challenge Cup, and second in a row, on the strength of 11 wins on the season. After clinching the title in the penultimate round of the season at the Surrey Motor Speedway, questions were raised again about just what would happen if Drake tried his luck on the international stage. These questions have periodically sprung up, most notably six years ago, when Drake was in his mid-twenties and considered prime for a switch to open-wheel single seaters.

Drake continually brushed off those questions, stating he was more than happy with what he was doing in Hapilopper. However, about mid-way through last season, things seemed to change. Anonymous crew members on his old team, Team Blue, remarked about how Drake was more surly and less interested in "just doing the same thing over and over," as one crew member said.

"He told me he was tired of going to the same places, meeting the same people and running the same races over and over," said John Malloy, Drake's former crew chief and mentor. "He told me it was almost too late for him to take the chance of a lifetime and go for international glory, and he said if he passed it up now, he'd regret it for the rest of his life."

Following Stevenson's move, Malloy, 58, retired to his ranch in Ozona, a small town between the population centers of Surrey and Peoria.

"I worked with a bunch of drivers over the course of 40 years, and Drake was the best one I ever saw," Malloy said. "If anyone in Hapilopper could make it on the international stage, it'll be Drake Stevenson. I know it's a bit late for him to find a seat for the rest of this season, but that doesn't mean it's impossible."

Hapiloppian government involvement could lead to controversy

There have been strong rumors that a Drake Stevenson campaign in the World Grand Prix Championship would feature backing of some sort from the Hapiloppian government, rumors that have been denied strongly from Stevenson and the government.

"I haven't talked to the government about it, and quite frankly, I'm not interested," Stevenson said last week to the Buckridge Sentinel. "I don't think governments need to be in the business of subsidizing sporting activities. I can make my own money without the taxpayers footing the bill."

However, Hapiloppian President William Mathis made an interesting statement that appeared to indicate support for Stevenson on the international stage.

"Automobile racing is a massively popular sport in this great nation," Mathis said a few days ago. "Drake Stevenson is the cream of the crop of Hapiloppian auto racing, and it would certainly benefit this nation to see a Hapiloppian driver run up front on the world stage. We'll be more than happy to help him with anything he needs."

The next day, however, Mathis, likely bowing to pressure from the two opposition parties, walked back his comments.

"At this time, it's important for us to point out that whatever support we provide a racing driver - or any athlete participating internationally - does not involve monetary involvement," Mathis said. "We are working to fund other, more important, facets of our government, such as the education system and our interior department. It is not appropriate for us to financially sponsor a racing driver when we're trying to fund things that actually have an impact on people's day-to-day lives."

For his part, Mathis further stated on social media that while he was a Drake Stevenson fan, he didn't feel it was right for the government to publicly back one driver over another.

by **Esmerel** » Sun May 12, 2019 4:43 pm

Autodromo Internazionale del Rivoli, Val del Rivoli, Nekoni
Sunday, May 12, 2019
1 Hour to Race Start

eXtradimenxional Broadcast Channel

"Hello, and welcome to XBC Sport's coverage of the running of the NEXPRO Gran Premio di Nekoni. I'm Troy Anderson, and I'm joined by special guest Rob Hollers from popular Esmerelian radio program, the Lapiz Point Radio Hour. We're here in beautiful Val del Rivoli, Nekoni to bring everyone watching from across the Verse flag-to-flag coverage of this pivotal event. Rob, just look at this starting lineup! Have you ever seen such a divided field?"

"I'm no expert on motorsports, but no, this looks like it'll be a crazy time going down to the first corner. With so many cars of different speeds and different configurations aiming to get the best line through the opening chicane, it wouldn't be too crazy to think we'd see a few instances of contact being made. But, with the incredible skills these drivers have, piloting these machines around and around the circuits of the Verse, it'll be a shocker to see any real incidents going on. On another note, take a look at the track layout. Twenty fast turns, looping around to create something people back at home like to call the Bullpup. The GP moved to del Rivoli last season, and many fans said the racing here was a lot better. After the snooze-fest that was the Iranaian Grand Prix, however, I think anyone would be forgiven for wanting just a bit more action today."

"You aren't wrong, Rob. Now, the circuit has three primary speed zones. The pit straight, the straight between 3 and 4 and the backstretch between 11 and 12. The cars with more engine power will be looking to make up time in these areas, while the cars with better aero can make the difference in the high-speed corners- there's a lot of them."

"That's what I'm thinking too, Troy. With the chaotic qualifying yesterday, the winner today will probably be the driver who best takes advantage of every facet of this circuit. And let me tell you, it won't be easy."

"Rob, as for the drivers today, we just have to take a few looks at each of them. We'll start with our polesitter today, Jessica Franssen. What are you thinking today?"

"Well, Franssen is easily the fastest driver out on the track on average. Two incredible seasons of competition, with wins left and right? It's no wonder she won a championship. That being said, though, this season has been a bit weird for her. She started off a country mile behind the rest of the field, but after leading home a 1-2 at Grandeville, there's no more questions about her talent. She's out to win, and she'll defend her championship until the very last lap."

"It won't be all sunshine and roses for her, though, Rob. Just look at the man currently running away with the points lead, Terho Talvela."

"You're spot on there, Troy. He's almost a race win's worth of points clear of second place, and he'll be starting today's race towards the front. If there was ever an opportunity for him to keep dominating, this is easily it. It also helps how he's helping Tropicorp run away with the constructors’ lead. All of this is pointing towards a repeat of season 14, but, of course, there's still half a season left. No matter the lead, one wrong step and he could be sent to the very back."

"Keep it going, Rob. You're doing great for your first time. Now, I'd like to take a moment to look at team Obey. Just one point on the board, and it was for the fastest lap back in Liventia. We keep seeing their drivers posting good one-lap paces, but when it comes to the race, they just can't keep up. What gives?"

"Well, I'd think it has to do with the promotion pressure. Admittedly, they only came up from WGP2 with two seventh-place finishes in the standings, but they were quick to secure good drivers. I'm not familiar with whatever could be ailing them, but their luck will turn around eventually. It just will. Now, I'd like a moment to examine my hometown hero. Jean Mercer-Daly. He's starting in row 9 today, but if things go his way, he could pull off some big points. Not to mention his recovery from the near-lethal injury ha had in Audioslavia. Why is it, though, that he can't seem to pull it off on race day, Troy?"

"Well, it's hard to tell. He's still an accomplished driver, prosthetics or not, and his points position reinforces that. He likely just needs a bit more time to make a charge. There have been rumors that team Nexus are proposing a few upgrades in a week or two. If it can all come together, they might be able to get back to the top. Think Red Lion in Season 15. Just a few points until the final few races. Then they scored 3 wins in a row and five driver podiums, and suddenly they won the whole thing. It could happen to anyone. I guess we'll just have to wait and see. Now, we've got a quick commercial break, and after that a jump down to the grid. We'll see you in a moment."

by **Sorlovia** » Sun May 12, 2019 7:54 pm

Novoya River, Vanov Oblast, Sorlovia

The Novoya River held a special place in the heart of every Sorlovian. In the Stone Age the river had been the cultural heart of the nation with primitive tribes living on its banks to take advantage of the strong-flowing fresh water and the wild game that frequented it. The river had remained vital into the Bronze Age and Iron Age with the descendant tribes continuing to view the Novoya River as the heart of Sorlovian life. A tribe that had its village on the banks of the river was deemed to be of very high status and power. The Sorlovian Empire that succeeded the ancient tribes and the Tsardom that in turn succeeded it had both retained this regard for the Novoya. The Tsars of Sorlovia had viewed the river as the jewel in their crowns and a matter of immense national pride.

Its rich salmon runs, bear populations and visiting elk had been something to be immensely proud of for ecological reasons. The Novoya also stood as the largest river in Sorlovia which fed huge swathes of agricultural land making it vitally important. Nearly every part of life in Sorlovian life was touched by the river. It watered the crops that fed the nation, served as a regionally and nationally famous sport fishing location with its massive salmon runs and kept the nation green. If you polluted the river in even the smallest way you earned the wrath of the entire nation. If you valued your standing in life and your freedom you didn’t pollute or harm the Novoya in any way. It had been placed under heavy imperial, royal and federal protection throughout history.

Gregori brought Elena to the banks of the Novoya River following the tradition of his father bringing his mother and his grandfather bringing his grandmother to the river to ask them to marry them. He had planned everything out to the smallest detail but his nerves hadn’t lessened at all. Asking the woman you loved if she would marry you was a huge step in the relationship. Even if you knew that she would say yes there was always that tiny scrap of worry. What if you made a grand gesture and she turned you down? Gregori had bought a large diamond ring and had hidden it in his pocket. He would pretend that they’d simply come to the river for a nice outing. After all it had to be a surprise. He’d gone to great lengths to ensure that she didn’t have even the slightest suspicion of what he was about to do.

His less than desirable result at Somos hung in the back of his mind no matter how hard he tried to evict it. He’d known the track was going to be highly demanding and unforgiving the moment he had first seen it. The sharp right-angle corners and harsh bends had proved to extremely challenging and he’d ended the race at the back of the pack in sixteenth place. The sharpness of those corners had taken a heavy toll on his corner and had tested his driving skills. But Somos had been an extremely valuable learning experience with its unique nature and layout. The tight corners, sharp right-angled corners and urban street environment all provided uniquely valuable learning opportunities. It had given him an opportunity to test how he and his car handled in different race environments and the demands that came with them. An urban street track was very different from a specially designed Gran Prix track with very different demands and environments. His car had coped very well and he’d adapted his approach to be less aggressive but more adaptive. The analysis read outs from the race had been immensely interesting and would shape how he went into future races. Every bad result was a chance to learn to do better. To evaluate your performance and look at what you could have done better. His car was designed to handle such tracks as equally as traditional Gran Prix tracks and he’d driven with as much skill as he always did.

Gregori chose a quiet under a weeping willow tree on the banks of the river, the very same place his grandfather and father had proposed, and slowly got down on one knee. The gentle chatter of water on rocks and rhythmic chirping of grasshoppers set the scene perfectly. Elena’s hands flew to her mouth as he produced the small velvet box and cracked it open to reveal the ring inside. They were young but when you met that special woman it didn’t matter how young you might be. She was the one he wanted to marry and he wasn’t going to waste any time.

“Elena?” he asked with a brief pause “Will you do me a supreme honour? Will you marry me?”

by **Vangaziland** » Sun May 12, 2019 10:17 pm

It was at the end of another long qualifying session for Jessica. The outcome of the race weekend had been good to this point. Her 14th ranked time at the practice session was close to drivers like iBen, Terho and Krupin. Many drivers seemed to need the time to reorient to such a fast track after a slower circuit. Autodromo Internazionale del Rivoli is one of the fastest courses on the WGPC roster.

Unlike Drosopol with it's constant (but fast) switchbacks, 'AIR' seems to take a more open route winding drivers around its path. "That was a blast", Jess said after the day's lone qualifying run. "And thank goodness the hosts have enough decency to make this a one and done qual sesh", she added almost rebelliously. The league seemed to be pushing more and more for multi-stage qualifying.

Watching WGPC cars on such an open course is a true treat. The sounds are alive, electrifying and soulful. Cars sped with such fluid form, packed so tightly into the winding shape, that they resemble a living, breathing organism.. Vannish Motors' cars are some of the loudest to grace the halls of the WGPO. The V8 turbos showed they could be just about as rambunctious as the audio wonder of the former V10.

Jess became more comfortable with the track later into Qualifying. The #1 indigo, black and red seemed to almost fly across the street course. The front stretch made for a long speed run after the first lap. It was here that faster cars could really make a mark. The VMR car was far from the fastest. The team brought engine upgrades to Nekoni and are running a longer gear ratio.

"The settings of the car are night and day compared to what we ran in Somos City", said principal Simon Marton. "Our car's balance is a strength", said the Esportivan Vangazi. Marton was quickly becoming one of the most popular figures from ESV in 'The Mainland' of VNG. "We can set the machine up for almost any track and still have a chance."

Braking on the first turn is always important. Franssen is known for pushing the definition of late braking. Her habit rubbed off on protege Karli Schmitt, who wrecked a few times on the way to her WGP2 success. A beautiful sharp S of turn 2 leads into a wide arc of 3 and 4. Cars pick up a lot of speed here, until reorienting before turn 5. Then it's a sprint to 6. There's still plenty of speed heading into a gradual turn 7.

Turn 8 is a hairpin that's fairly fast, but needs a little more input as it cuts into T9. Taking these turns well can lead to chances for passing on the next stretch. Turn 10 bends the space between 9 and 11 into a wing like shape. It's basically a point to point sprint, with the slightest adjustment between them. One has to slow down into T11, but the turn is staggered with a tiny straight. It makes the exit speed faster.

Turn 12 is another hairpin. This one isn't as sharp as T4. It doesn't have the exit-reentry of T8. Cars slow down on entry, but can dig out pretty fast through the apex. At Somos City, cars had to fight heavy braking and hard steering on every turn. The gentle curves at Rivoli made for a style more open wheel drivers are comfortable with. There's less fighting with the car and more space to see ahead.

Moving from T12 to T19 we see many gradual turns. The straight between turns 15 and 16 cause this stretch to form somewhat of a U-shape. On either side of it were two fast wings, with minor adjustments through each speedy part. T19 cuts down away from the main straight before throwing drivers into one more hairpin. T20 is tight and will need brake management. The angle into the turn makes entry slightly faster, but the exit almost seems to tighten.

Experienced drivers will find tricks at spots across this fast track. Turn 20 switches the field back onto the main straight. The course is full of colorful flowers on the sides of the street. The main straight is a major road with plenty of sights and sounds. Jess thought the city was beautiful.

She walked away with pole position after the dust settled in Nekoni. "I feel like I'm walking on AIR", Jess said, using the track's abbreviation as a pun. "Just as I always say, nothing is guaranteed because of Qualifying. I feel like we have pace. We still have to see how the field will adjust to track conditions and avoid any incidents."

"It's like I said before", Marton said after Saturday's conclusion. "It's not about earning wins or pole positions. It's about earning chance after chance."

Jessica was asked if she had a 'win or nothing at all' mentality with such a good start. "Are you asking me if you're not first you're last?" Franssen asked the question almost sheepishly. "Points are what we want. A win is the best case scenario. Top three would be a great spot. Finishing in the top 5 is pretty good. Even top ten spots earn points. Vannish Motors trusts myself and Vijay to constantly earn chances."

VMR fans have much to look forward to or at least hope for at the Autodromo. Vijay Tripathi will also start from a very capable 7th place. Observant watchers will keep an eye on Talvela at 4th and Krupin at 8th. Toralmintii could easily breach the top 3 from his 16th place opening. There's also plenty of room for an outlier.

Anything can happen. Fans across the multiverse are likely hoping for the one that benefits their favorite driver. As the sun leaves the skies of Esportiva, a bright moon heralds change into the next day. Race day. A day of destiny and fate. Jessica enjoyed this city so much that she went for a late walk. She looked up at the moon, wondering what the next day would bring her. The still evening air told no tales however.

by **Filindostan** » Mon May 13, 2019 8:07 am

Autodromo Internazionale del Rivoli
Val del Rivoli, Nekoni
Grand Prix di Nekoni Qualifying

Spirits were high on Tyra Tabuso's side of the garage at Fireline. After a consistent showing in the practice session, clocking the fourth fastest time, she was able to back it up with a good run in the qualifying session that succeeded it. It was really close as one and a half tenth separated the top 5 drivers, with reigning champion Jessica Franssen taking pole for VMR. With her teammate languishing in 26th, she will be the Ethanian team's hope for points for the coming race, and she hopes she can bring the goods with her home race just around the horizon.

Her compatriot though in the Eelandii VTGP machine has been really strugging in qualifying sessions. After two weekends of starting 25th in Lisander and in Joushiki Nante Iranai, Rusty was able to convert the latter to a points scoring finish, thanks to five safety car sessions and drivers dropping out like flies in the race of attrition. Today, he qualified much better than the previous weekends ath 14th, still worse than his teammate, Jai Kardaeri, who will start 9th.

Meanwhile, at the Filindostani team's garage, Alex's fading title hopes took another beating, as most of his championship rivals, aside from Ibuna, are all ahead of him. Dimitrianov can only hope that his steady driving can put him high into the points at tomorrow's race, and that O'Rourke can do something like Ibuna did in JNI, though it will be a big ask for them to do so. With the Grand Prix Filindostan looming on the horizon, one can only hope for Badai Angin to bounce back after losing their lead in the Drivers' and Constructors' championships in the previous races.

by **Liventia** » Mon May 13, 2019 9:23 am

Bzzt.

RHJ looked at his phone, by the side of his bed. He didn't feel like getting up. He didn't feel physically able to.

Unread message from MATTHEW PORTLAND
RHJ hesitated. He finally summoned the will to click open the message.

Ryan – is everything okay? I've hardly heard from you outside of race weekends and the team tell me you're hardly around the factory or office much any more. I'm here if you need. Text me.

RHJ grunted, put his phone down, and went back to moping.

No one needed to know, but he was struggling with anxiety about racing in the WGPC. After a solid start, results had tailed off. People were beginning to write him off as a half-season wonder. It was depressing, this shit. His secrets, kept to himself and no one else, weren't helping.

They would be revealed at a later time. But the middle of a difficult racing season wasn't the moment.

by **Nekoni** » Mon May 13, 2019 11:54 am

NTR News Network Online
Erica Okumura: The Grand Prix's Sisyphus
Written by Olivier Férrer

They say that God loves a trier, but one can't help but think that Erica Okumura may be considering herself to be an atheist, based on her season standing. The asynchronous nature of the World Grand Prix Championship does make it a little trivial to compare the last season to this one, but the difference in the standings between here and a year ago are striking. Cast your minds back to the start of round six last year, where she sat in her Polaris car on the grid at the Abovian Grand Prix in Lintulahti. She had one win under her belt, and had just come off a well-fought podium finish at Vulkanas to bring herself to third place in the standings. Now, she has one fifth place finish, her highest so far, and currently thirty-three points shy of her last season total at this point.

Why Erica is in this position is up for debate. It can't be her race day performance, as the performances are clearly there; every race day she has been able to get the car to the finish and improve on her qualifying position by at least three. The team appears to be running well, despite Souzare performing somewhat less than stellar at the moment. The qualifying has been the thorn in the side of Polaris this season, but one could argue that has always been an issue for the team as a whole, especially back in its older silver-and-orange days.

There are, additionally, a number of factors in play as to why Erica hasn't been able to properly utilise the home field advantage at Rivoli as she did last year. The circuit last year was an enigma for nearly all the drivers, as a brand new circuit, and the track was created specifically for both driver challenge and enjoyment. Whereas Erica could freely practice on the track, most other drivers would have had to make do with simulations, estimations of the track measurements from satellite imagery. These simulations are good from a base track visualisation standpoint, it obviously makes no substitute to experience the former treacherous public roads for yourself. During the WGPC off-season, it stands to reason that the teams have tested the circuit in person to learn the track with all the risks attached, and those that still can't have even more realistic simulations, now the track has been sufficiently laser-scanned for both simulation and recreation, as the official WGPC game this year ensured to use this technology for the rising eSports racing community.

A worry that does come back from last year is the memory of the initial race at Rivoli. With immense pressure to maintain her hot start on her home turf, poor Erica was humbled from the first turn, putting in a WPGC2-level effort which caused her to barely finish in the points at all. From there, her season, to be honest, died. The points totals don't lie: winning fewer than ten points in all the remaining races showed that whatever happened at Rivoli cursed the rest of her season. To reference her superior, she started the season as late-WGPC13 Mayari. She finished it like 13-year-old Mayari.

However, as negative as this article has been so far, there is still much to be excited for when the flag drops at 1pm tomorrow. The current crop of drivers are the best we've ever had, and with more used to what the circuit has to offer, we should see a lot more exciting racing than the slightly muted affair last time round. Polaris still can celebrate yesterday's events, with Souzare getting her second front-row start of the year. Jessica Franssen continues defending her championship as she means to go on: with all but Terho Talvela ahead of her in the table not even making the third row of the grid, and two notoriously defensive drivers between them two, the smart money has to be on her to narrow the gap betwen her and the so far commanding TRÆ driver.

Of course, for fans of our home-grown girl, she has an opportunity to once again do what she does best: shock everyone on race day. Remember that last year, her win at the Nimban Grand Prix was done from as far back as ninth on the grid. The ability is clearly there, we have seen this for the last five races. Her issue is being able to convert that ability into some major points. Either way, the first lap is going to be make or break for Erica Okumura, and based on last season, it may make or break her season.

by **Savojarna** » Mon May 13, 2019 12:35 pm

Autodromo Internazionale del Rivoli, Nekoni
Ten minutes before race start

"Starting from place five, there is your defending Gran Premio di Nekoni champion, for the Mattijana Racing Team, number fourteen Sigur Bjarnason of Savojarna!"

Things were more than busy around Sigur Bjarnason. He stood next to his car, the helmet under his arm, and waved at the masses that cheered after every name the announcer read out. Jess Franssen had gotten a big cheer, with the titleholder being a big name in the whole WGPC. Sayono Souzare from the local Polaris team got another big welcome. There was some reserved clapping for the more unknown Tyra Tabuso, before Terho had gotten another big cheer. Sigur had been somewhat unpopular due to the rivalry he had with the local hero Erica Okumura last year, but apparently the very positive comments he had made about the track in the post-qualifying press conference had helped his image in Nekoni. He'd have to thank Lara for that one. While it was true Sigur loved the track, it was her idea to point it out in the conference - he would probably have kept rambling about how much he enjoyed racing again now. The announcer went on to Taylor Blake, another rather unknown driver who didn't get past a polite cheer from the audience.

Sigur turned his attention again as he suddenly looked into a familiar face. A guy that was even more blonde than him, small but muscular and sporting a flashy smile along with his slickly styled hair, wished him luck. His accent was broad and Ejanan, but with the snaring monotony of Ejanan replaced with a softer, almost Russian intonation. If he sounded like an Ejanan who spent a notable amount of time in a Russian-speaking area, that's because that was exactly who he was. Jonas Gulbrandsson, also known as the Young Emperor of Ejana, was the new captain of the Savojar national ice hockey team. Having played in the Novozemlyan capital of Belushya Guba in what many had considered one of the two best hockey leagues in the Multiverse, he was a known face among the country's hockey fans. His return to Storevik had been covered by a number of national news outlets, and there was a major reception for his first game at the local club, ESK Storevik. Sigur wasn't a big hockey fan, but like most Savojars, he tuned in for the big matches and admired Gulbrandsson's slick style and incredible speed on the ice. "Thanks, mate! You've chosen a great race to watch", he said, almost surprised at himself how cool he stayed while talking to one of Savojarna's biggest sporting stars. But Sigur was pretty much locked in into the race. And being one of the country's stars himself probably helped.

Their conversation was cut short by a gigantic cheer as the announcer had arrived at tenth place, the local hero. Okumura had received a brilliant reception by the fans, only matched so far by the frenetic response the Mytanijans had shown when it was about Jelena Colac-Strek. It was time for Sigur to get ready. He pulled on the balaclava and the helmet, donned his gloves and climbed into the cockpit. Around him, the mechanics continued their job. Krister himself handed him the steering wheel, and Sigur clicked it into its place. The race engineer reminded him of all the strategic intricacies of the upcoming race. Although Sigur knew it, it served as a way of getting him into the mood for the upcoming racing for sure.

"So we're going for a two-stop-strategy, okay? You can push right at the beginning, your tyres are used anyway. We want to avoid that Terho or Jess get a lead on us, try to match their pace until your first stint ends. We're probably gonna stop early and try to undercut Terho, maybe it works. Keep the tyres out for a bit, we wanna be flexible for the second stop. Focus on getting ahead of Tabuso. Your car is probably faster than the Fireline, and you should definitely be ahead of Blake's Obey. So please try not to get caught by him. If Tripathi or Gregori catch you, don't worry. They're fast, you can stay behind them or overtake if you have a good shot, but don't risk too much. We're pretty sure you can get them in the pit if it needs to be. Just make sure you don't get caught up behind someone. We're gonna attack here, we need a good result. And we all know you have it in you on this track!". Sigur nodded after the briefing had finished. Krister gave him a pat on the helmet. "Come on Sigur, we all believe in you", he finished before making his way back behind the pit. Gulbrandsson followed him, holding out his fist for a fist bump with the driver as he left. "Good luck", the hockey player said as he left the grid, followed by STV's cameras.

Sigur was now alone with his mechanics. The team around him buzzed and worked constantly, getting the car ready for the race that was about to start. The Savojar closed his eyes and started to think about the anatomy of the track. He was visualising the approach to the first turn. Starting on the fifth spot, he'd be approaching the first corner from the outside. If he'd get off the line fast, he could attack Terho on the brake and catch him in Turn 2. Of course, it would all depend on whether Tabuso would get off well, or he could overtake quickly. If he'd be stuck behind the Fireline, it would be trouble throughout the entire fast first sector to not see the top two pulling away. Then the winding infield, his favourite part. He knew he could catch everyone else there. But if he'd be too aggressive, things could also go wrong quickly. He'd have to be careful after what happened in Somos. If he'd be able to finish the first few laps in range of the leading cars, he'd be in range to contest. It was what he was looking for, finally getting a good result.

In his helmet, the speakers cracked. "Connection check, Sigur. Can you hear me?". Of course they had checked the connection back in the box before Sigur's MRT even left for the track, but the Savojars wanted to be safe rather than sorry. "Loud and clear, Krister. Let's go get them!", he answered as the mechanics wrapped up their preparation and took off the heat covers from the tyres. Some of them gave him another pat on the head, and he made sure to wave at the mechs as they left in thanks. Eventually, everyone was gone and the lights started flashing. Time for the formation lap. He heard Franssen's engine kicking in, then saw the cars pull off one by one. Franssen, Souzare, Tabuso, Talvela - and then it was his turn to lift the clutch. Alright Rivoli, here we go.

by **Aboveland** » Mon May 13, 2019 7:36 pm

For Terho, arriving at Nekoni and Autodromo Internazionale del Rivoli was a breath of fresh air, like it had been for a great portion of the grid. The return to one of the calendar's more traditionally designed circuits proved to be a chance for the previous race's more unfortunate drivers to feel more at home and more confident come the race weekend to push their cars to the limits in their quest to dethrone TRÆ and, well, himself, from the top spots of the championship standings.

In fact, Terho and his team had proved to be one of the hottest talking points of the WGPC's offweek, the Abovian feeling himself to have been in the spotlight much more intensely than he'd ever had. It was impossible to escape any mention of the Abovians' success in the Somos thriller, and it seemed as if a crusade had begun to topple them from their all time highs. An earlier, more naive, less experienced Terho would have felt overwhelmed by the attention brought upon him, but this time, he was loving it.

The Abovian press wasn't one to get excessively nosy in their celebrities' or figures' personal lives too much, so the pressure of appearing in the public eye was well off of Terho's shoulders. Yet the feeling of becoming a target, a goal, or a benchmark to his rivals was one of the most motivating emotions he'd ever felt. Come Nekoni, his hunger for a victory was visceral, raw, almost violent and vicious.

Terho, finishing his last minute preparations before qualifying, takes a deep, consuming breath, infected by the ravenous atmosphere in the paddock, his hands resting on his hips, looking at Unnamed's peaceful, gracious body. Detached from the more profound, energetic adrenaline bug inside him, he ponders his car's name. In itself, Unnamed has become a name, one he's too invested in to change. After the podium in Somos, and the team's 1-2 victory, Edvin had approached him with the suggestion of naming her (or him, or them?) Signy. It was a gorgeous name, and one Terho had thought of before, but it felt quite wrong to him already to change the car's name, halfway through the season. Unnamed, as it was, had already poured a mountain of success upon him, so perhaps, it was best to keep it that way.

When he slips on his balaclava, and begins snaking his fingers into his racing gloves, his head begins to enter race mode. He's not one to be consumed by extensive pre-race rituals save for a few deep breaths or finger taps or knuckle pops, but nothing too choreographed or premeditated. Once his visor comes down, he's in full, incorruptible focus.

Climbing into the car, and rolling out on his outlap, a few thoughts begin to swirl around his head: the practice session the previous day had gone exceptionally well, the race simulations proving effective for the strategic team; Franssen and Bjarnason had been blisteringly quick the previous year, when he'd finished two places lower than his lackluster qualifying effort in eleventh; God, what an absolutely perfect racetrack!

As Terho rounds out the final corner of the circuit, the final lingering anxieties regarding his rivals' history on the racetrack, his own torrid performance the same year, and his rivals' moist breath on the back of his neck fade to make way for his flying laps, his excitement lasting little more than turn two, where he loses the rear of the car off the kerb and botches his first attempt. He mutters a quiet expletive, careful to not activate the team radio. Slow lap, into fuel saving mode, and he gives it another shot on the next one.

This time, it's the deceptively tight turn six, its braking point unclear, that runs him wide almost skimming the outside wall and loses him almost a second. "Shiiiiit," he says now, louder, nearing the cliffs on the outside of the notorious turn eight. Out of desperation, he locks up, and flatspots his tyres.

"Bring it in, chump," Edvin says, annoyed. "You've got the time for a single flying lap now, so make it a quick in-lap."

On his final outlap after the much-needed tyre change, Terho's anxiety returns, though just for a moment. He'd botched two laps, sure, and his best time was only good for last place, and barely within the 107% of the current polesitter, but he wasn't about to let his mistakes take control over him. The track had been an absolute riot to drive during practice, and according to Edvin, and Aada, and the Abovians in charge of the aero, the car had been set up optimally for his hotlap. Looking ahead, the session clock running perilously close to zero as he circumvents the final turn 20, nearly all traffic seems to have disappeared from the track, and from then on out, it's clean air all to himself. It was time to make it count.

He crosses the start-finish line with just a few seconds to spare, enough to greenlight him for his hotlap. Under his gloves, his knuckles rage in a tense, furious white, the veins on his fingers almost bulging through the cloth. His eyes narrow, locked in a concentrated frown, his stare jarring and sharp, locked on his braking point for the turn one and two chicane.

He brakes late for the corners, his body lurching forwards, Unnamed's suspension squatting the car with the help of the adaptive aero, gluing the monocoque to the black tarmac. His setup, prepared for an aggressive, hamfisted drive, enables him to lurch the car into the apex from the outside, and with the power down early after the exit he shoots past the next turn, his extra speed preventing another stepping-out of the rear, the car shooting sparks from its diffuser as it crests the hill over turn three; his eyes widening and reddened, focused equally on the road ahead and the flimsy armco--and several meter drop--to his left, tumbling down towards the elbow at turn four. He brakes late again, taking a wide line in, running out almost straight through turn five and, very cautiously over the kink and the narrowing, precariously close walls, navigates turns six and seven before a dash straight before a cliff-face at the banked turn eight hairpin. He locks his eyes at the inside kerb, shooting a rapid glance at his front wheels, and tucks them as close as possible to the inside of the track. His spine compresses and his neck pulls, his skin almost shearing off of his face, as Unnamed skips over the banking and powers out towards the turn 10 kink, almost skimming the armco on the inside. Terho, incredibly excited, his bugling arms overcome with adrenaline, his mind almost detached and at ease, subconsciously suppresses a whoop of utter elation.

Turn 11's welcome runoff area helps the Abovian to ease off his high, and for the short sprint down to the track's lowest point at turn 12, he regains his composure. This time, he brakes surely, not too late, to get a clean run-in to the corner to maximize his exit speed for the uphill section. The magnificent rock walls of the Nekoni track looming over the road, the Abovian navigates turn 13 with his right foot nailed to the edge of the chassis, lifting and tapping the brakes for 14, and downshifting in a straight line to lunge over the crest at turn 16. He opts for precision manhandling of the steering wheel for turn eighteen, by now convinced an extra click of power steering wouldn't hurt, and carefully measures his eager right foot over the last two corners, to fly past the start finish line once again.

His screen flashes his time: 1:41.589, +0.08 to 3rd, +.053 to pole. He exhales heavily, with the childish rush of adrenaline escaping through his teeth and seeping away from his red-hot cheeks.

"That was a fucking good lap," Terho says to Edvin, knocking the engine into safe mode for his inlap. "Hot damn, what a racetrack."

"Easy, tiger," Edvin replies. "Good time, P4 to Franssen's pole. Not too far off. PB for you too, around two tenths better than last year."

Terho nods, later realizing he's still in his car. "I figured. Unnamed is a proper beast, good God."

Edvin doesn't laugh, but audibly, and perhaps forcefully, exhales rapidly through his nose. "Good job, bring it back in. Head down, stay focused for tomorrow."

Terho is puzzled at the comment. "Cheer up!" he says pippy.

"Save your emotion for the race win tomorrow. Right now, focus. You're just halfway there."

The ensuing silence is long, eerie, and thought-provoking. Once in the paddock, Terho's all smiles again.

Hiding behind his masquerade of carelessness and overwhelming confidence, a threatening, motivating, ominous tower of steely, ice-cold determination. To those around him, it's a spectacle, a return to form, a sight to behold, a historical era in the making. To him, it's business as usual, with Sunday's champagne already materializing on his tongue.

by **Former Citizens of the Nimbus System** » Tue May 14, 2019 5:39 pm

Nimbus Bay, the Nexus Wardship of Former Citizens of the Nimbus System
9th of May

Ryker feels the wind coursing across his hair. It’s a pleasant enough sensation. Little like a stroke, actually. One long, continuous, really inconsistent stroke.

Those would have to be some big hands. Or really, really long ones.

…

I am having some interesting thoughts today.

Ryker laughs, shaking his head before he looks up again, a grin on his face. The sky is broad before him, gentle blue and filled with white, woolly clouds. The sun above does not glare down; instead, its light illuminates, kind in its soft touch – warming but not to the point of discomfort. The sea crashes below, filling the air with a hint of salt to accompany the dew upon the grass underneath him, squeaking as it compresses beneath his trainer-shod feet. So does Ryker jog along the clifftops of Nimbus Bay, breathing steady, heart pumping firmly in his chest to fuel the beat of his arms and legs.

It doesn’t feel half-bad.

The Nimban racer powers on for a few moments more, then lets the energy go out of his limbs, stumbling to a halt where a cliff swerves inwards, retreating from its bolder compatriots among the waves. He looks back; his starting-point at the HQ is well-behind him now, far along the cliffs’ curve. Good. Decent run so far, then.

He pulls his phone from his pocket, flicking to the application tracking his run. His lips purse. Well… I was doing well in the first half or so. Now… Mmm. Slowed down in the middle. Need to keep pushing. Ryker nods to himself; he jumps up and down on the spot for a moment, bringing his mind back to the task at hand. Let’s see if… Then he bites his lip and stops jumping. Though… I didn’t feel so different in that second half. In fact, it felt pretty good…

He shakes his head. Mind still turning this over, he looks at his phone again, checking his messages. There’s one new – sent late last night, far beyond the time that most responsible people would be asleep.

Victoria… What is…

‘Hey, Ryker! Imagination, I’m glad you have this now – so much easier to get into contact with you! I did tell you so!

Sorry – bit mean of me… Anyway, was wondering whether you wanted to do something in a couple of weeks. My family’s having a get-together on the 21st and I thought you might want to come along – I know you wanted to meet Astra and she’ll be there. Obviously don’t have to come if you don’t want; testing means there’s a bit of time, though. Let me know if you do!

Victoria’

…

Ryker stares at the phone’s screen.

Well, that came out of nowhere. And… Why did you send that at two in the morning? Why were you up at two in the morning?

Still… Might be kinda nice, actually. And I don’t think anything else is on. He leans backwards, shifting his weight. And if this is a family thing… Actually a bit of an honour for her to be offering.

He stares for a moment more.

‘Hey! Sure, that sounds good; send me the details when you can.

Ryker’

He nods to himself as he taps out the final letters before sending it on its way back. Yeah, that’ll be fun. New people to meet… Good distraction.

At that last thought he glances downwards, shifting his weight again with a soft, momentary sigh.

Then he clenches his jaw and begins the jog back.

by **WGPC** » Tue May 14, 2019 5:42 pm

CUTOFF

for the NEXPRO Gran Premio di Nekoni at Autodromo Internazionale del Rivoli

by **WGPC** » Tue May 14, 2019 5:51 pm

Week 10: Race

Conditions:      	Dry	
Laps:              	51	
Nation:         	NEK	
Circuit:        	Autodromo Internazionale del Rivoli	
Event:	NEXPRO Gran Premio di Nekoni	
Safety Car Deployed on Laps:		
Cars on Grid:	28

Fastest Lap Bonus Point: 56 TAL	106.565

Start          After 12 Laps               After 25 Laps               After 38 Laps			
 1 ▍FRS	 1 ▍TRI +0       	 1 ▍BJA +0       	 1 ▍BJA +0
 2 ▍SZR	 2 ▍FRS +10.601  	 2 ▍KRD +8.905   	 2 ▍TAL +1.568
 3 ▍TBS	 3 ▍TAL +22.196  	 3 ▍TAL +21.211  	 3 ▍TBS +43.015
 4 ▍TAL	 4 ▍SZR +31.295  	 4 ▍FRS +30.67   	 4 ▍KRD +47.323
 5 ▍BJA	 5 ▍KRD +37.267  	 5 ▍DIM +43.775  	 5 ▍DIM +55.595
 6 ▍BLK	 6 ▍BJA +44.033  	 6 ▍TII +49.286  	 6 ▍FRS +55.7
 7 ▍TRI	 7 ▍TBS +46.716  	 7 ▍SZR +58.276  	 7 ▍TII +68.009
 8 ▍KRU	 8 ▍BLK +60.94   	 8 ▍TBS +60.426  	 8 ▍CRU +84.502
 9 ▍KRD	 9 ▍IBU +62.186  	 9 ▍KRA +66.951  	 9 ▍KRA +Laps: 1
10 ▍OKU	10 ▍KRA +63.364  	10 ▍IBU +72.527  	10 ▍SZR +Laps: 1
11 ▍DIM	11 ▍DIM +86.999  	11 ▍BLK +76.449  	11 ▍OKU +Laps: 1
12 ▍GUI	12 ▍KRU +88.324  	12 ▍CRU +Laps: 1 	12 ▍BLK +Laps: 1
13 ▍CRU	13 ▍TII +100.327 	13 ▍NVX +Laps: 1 	13 ▍KRU +Laps: 1
14 ▍IBU	14 ▍CAS +100.456 	14 ▍JMD +Laps: 1 	14 ▍TLS +Laps: 1
15 ▍KRA	15 ▍JMD +100.905 	15 ▍KRU +Laps: 1 	15 ▍IBU +Laps: 1
16 ▍TII	16 ▍CRU +Laps: 1 	16 ▍JCS +Laps: 1 	16 ▍JMD +Laps: 1
17 ▍JMD	17 ▍JCS +Laps: 1 	17 ▍CAS +Laps: 1 	17 ▍JCS +Laps: 1
18 ▍NVX	18 ▍GUI +Laps: 1 	18 ▍TLS +Laps: 1 	18 ▍SCH +Laps: 1
19 ▍RHJ	19 ▍OKU +Laps: 1 	19 ▍OKU +Laps: 1 	19 ▍LAN +Laps: 1
20 ▍JCS	20 ▍DHL +Laps: 1 	20 ▍DHL +Laps: 1 	20 ▍GUI +Laps: 1
21 ▍CAS	21 ▍LAN +Laps: 1 	21 ▍GUI +Laps: 1 	21 ▍DGR +Laps: 1
22 ▍DGR	22 ▍DGR +Laps: 1 	22 ▍LAN +Laps: 1 	22 ▍CAS +Laps: 1
23 ▍ORK	23 ▍ORK +Laps: 1 	23 ▍SCH +Laps: 1 	23 ▍CAR +Laps: 2
24 ▍DHL	24 ▍TLS +Laps: 1 	24 ▍ORK +Laps: 1 	24 ▍ORK +Laps: 2
25 ▍LAN	25 ▍CAR +Laps: 1 	25 ▍DGR +Laps: 1 	25 ▍DHL +Laps: 2
26 ▍TLS	26 ▍SCH +Laps: 1 	26 ▍CAR +Laps: 1 	26 ▍RHJ +Laps: 2
27 ▍CAR	27 ▍NVX +Laps: 1 	27 ▍RHJ +Laps: 1 	
28 ▍SCH	28 ▍RHJ +Laps: 1

POS DRV Name                     Team	Time	Pts
  1 14 BJA Sigur Bjarnason          ▍MRT        	01:37:37.551	25
  2 42 DIM Alex Dimitrianov         ▍Badai Angin	00:00:42.108	18
  3 48 TBS Tyra Tabuso              ▍Fireline        	00:00:47.233	14
  4 56 TAL Terho Talvela            ▍TRÆ        	00:00:51.547	10
  5 33 KRD Jai Kardaeri             ▍Eelandii VTGP	00:01:08.929	8
  6  1 FRS Jessica Franssen         ▍VMR        	00:01:15.670	6
  7 77 TII iBen Toralmintii         ▍TRÆ        	00:01:31.512	4
  8 41 JMD Jean Mercer-Daly         ▍Nexus Racing	00:01:54.019	3
  9 51 CRU RL Cruisin               ▍Mirrors        	00:01:56.103	2
 10 23 JCS Jelena Colac-Strek       ▍McPahan        	Laps Down: 1	1
 11 71 IBU Rustom Ibuna             ▍Eelandii VTGP	Laps Down: 1	
 12 52 SZR Sayono Souzare           ▍Polaris        	Laps Down: 1	
 13 47 OKU Erica Okumura            ▍Polaris        	Laps Down: 1	
 14 49 TLS Benjamin Talison         ▍Fireline        	Laps Down: 1	
 15 18 BLK Taylor Blake             ▍Obey        	Laps Down: 1	
 16 27 KRU Gregori Krupin           ▍MRT        	Laps Down: 1	
 17 22 KRA Jasmin Kranjska          ▍SinVal        	Laps Down: 1	
 18 94 LAN Ryker Lane               ▍Nexus Racing	Laps Down: 1	
 19 29 GUI Esteban Guilhermez       ▍Mirrors        	Laps Down: 1	
 20 20 SCH Mick Schramm             ▍Omni        	Laps Down: 1	
 21  3 CAS Darius Castellammare     ▍Camden        	Laps Down: 1	
 22 65 DGR Hunter Digri             ▍McPahan        	Laps Down: 1	
 23 64 ORK Carsten O'Rourke         ▍Badai Angin	Laps Down: 2	
 24 37 RHJ Ryan Harris-Jones        ▍Omni        	Laps Down: 2	
 25 17 CAR Evdaden Carnétier        ▍Obey        	Laps Down: 2	
 26 63 DHL Dalia Dahl               ▍SinVal        	Laps Down: 2	
DNF 15 NVX Tabita Novax             ▍Camden        	Ret. lap 28	
DNF  7 TRI Vijay Tripathi           ▍VMR        	Ret. lap 21

Pos # DRV Name                      Team                     Pts
 1 56 TAL Terho Talvela             TRÆ                      69
 2 42 DIM Alex Dimitrianov          Badai Angin              54
 3  1 FRS Jessica Franssen          VMR                      37
 4 27 KRU Gregori Krupin            MRT                      34
 5 71 IBU Rustom Ibuna              Eelandii VTGP            32
 6 41 JMD Jean Mercer-Daly          Nexus Racing             29
 6 77 TII iBen Toralmintii          TRÆ                      29
 8 14 BJA Sigur Bjarnason           MRT                      27
 8 64 ORK Carsten O'Rourke          Badai Angin              27
 8 23 JCS Jelena Colac-Strek        McPahan                  27
11 49 TLS Benjamin Talison          Fireline                 26
12  7 TRI Vijay Tripathi            VMR                      24
12 15 NVX Tabita Novax              Camden                   24
14 37 RHJ Ryan Harris-Jones         Omni                     19
15 48 TBS Tyra Tabuso               Fireline                 18
15 65 DGR Hunter Digri              McPahan                  18
17 22 KRA Jasmin Kranjska           SinVal                   14
18 47 OKU Erica Okumura             Polaris                  12
19 51 CRU RL Cruisin                Mirrors                  11
20 94 LAN Ryker Lane                Nexus Racing             8
20 33 KRD Jai Kardaeri              Eelandii VTGP            8
22 52 SZR Sayono Souzare            Polaris                  3
23 20 SCH Mick Schramm              Omni                     1
23 17 CAR Evdaden Carnétier         Obey                     1
25  3 CAS Darius Castellammare      Camden                   0
25 18 BLK Taylor Blake              Obey                     0
25 63 DHL Dalia Dahl                SinVal                   0
25 29 GUI Esteban Guilhermez        Mirrors                  0

Pos NAT Team                       Pts
  1 ABL ▍TRÆ                       98
  2 FID ▍Badai Angin               81
  3 MTJ ▍MRT                       61
  4 VNG ▍VMR                       61
  5 AUD ▍McPahan                   45
  6 ETH ▍Fireline                  44
  7 VLT ▍Eelandii VTGP             40
  8 NIM ▍Nexus Racing              37
  9 LIS ▍Camden                    24
 10 WET ▍Omni                      20
 11 NEK ▍Polaris                   15
 12 EFL ▍SinVal                    14
 13 STB ▍Mirrors                   11
 14 ESM ▍Obey                      1

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