My Formula 1 System-Chapter 328: Fourth Round Conclusion

"...On the final straight in this Bahrain Grand Prix, Luca Rennick rolls himself toward the finish line! ON THREE TIRES! A BROKEN FERRARI, HOLDING ON FOR DEAR LIFE!"

"...Ailbeart Moireach is charging—HE'S RIGHT THERE AT TURN 14 NOW! IT'S A DRAG RACE TO THE FINISH LINE....!"

The world seemed to hold its breath as Luca's battered Ferrari limped forward. In the Jackson Racing garage, engineers had their lips pressed tightly shut, the telemetry room was dead silent, and the main garage felt like a graveyard.

The commentary and announcements were happening far away, yet their impact resonated heavily within their base.

Ailbeart Moireach was closing in fast. His car was full of life, unhindered, devouring the gap between them. He was having a moment of his own. He was pushing himself to snatch the win at the very last second, swearing on his life.

He glided out of the turn, first left, then right, his Renault moving menacingly in Luca's mirrors.

But as Ailbeart's car surged onto the straight, unleashing every last reserve of energy, Luca was already shuddering closer to the finish line.

His tires, stripped of life, rolled without resistance. His car trembled as if Luca weighed a thousand pounds, screeching and scraping, every inch a battle.

The marshal waving the checkered flag quickened his pace as Luca barely dragged himself across the finish line.

Ailbeart crossed one second later as a blur.

"....LUCA RENNICK—HAS—DONE IT! HE WINS IN BAHRAIN! ON THREE TIRES! HE WINS! HE WINS...!"

"WOOOOOOOOOOOHH!"

[1ST POSITION]

"YES!" Luca wailed in sheer relief, his voice cracking because of the exhaustion of an hour race. His hands were shaking and had gone sore. They indeliberately slipped from the wheel, releasing the desperate grip that had kept the car barely in check.

The Ferrari was hardly alive. The suspension groaned as the front left corner dragged like a wounded beast, the remaining three tires rolling sluggishly as momentum faded. But none of that mattered.

Luca had won.

He didn't care as the rest of the field zipped past him—Rice, DiMarco, all of them finishing their own races at full speed. He had crossed first. That was all that counted!

"Ha! Yes!"

[Congratulations, host. You have made a podium]

"...P1, Luca Rennick..."

"WOOOOOOOOOOOHH!!"

"...I HAVE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THIS! A broken Ferrari, a blown-out tire, and he STILL CROSSES THE LINE FIRST...!"

"...And Ailbeart Moireach—so, SO CLOSE! He was reeling him in, but he just—ran—out—of—track...!"

"...This is one for the ages! A race for the history books! Luca Rennick, in only his first full season, has just pulled off the IMPOSSIBLE....!"

"...On three tires! I can't get over this! Luca Rennick WINS the Bahrain Grand Prix...!"

Jackson Racing's garage that had fallen silent in the tension of his crawl to the finish line, had just erupted into celebrations.

After not hearing some words in a while, Luca was a bit startled when shouting and triumph came through the radio.

**LUCA, YOU DID IT! YOU DID IT!**

**YOU ARE A BAHRAIN GRAND PRIX WINNER!**

Luca unfastened his seat belt with shaky hands. He was a bit sad his 92B had just died, meaning it was lifeless in his moment of celebration.

But that didn't stop him. He shoved the halo aside and climbed out of his battered Ferrari. Wobbly legs hit him, but Luca managed to gain a warrior stance, his spirit soaring.

Without hesitation, he turned, stepping onto the sidepod, then onto the top of the car.

SLAP! SLAP!

Two firm smacks on the body of his battle-worn chariot before he threw both hands into the air.

"WOOOOOOOOOOOHH!"

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Final Race Standings – Bahrain Grand Prix

🏁 Top 10 Finishers:

P1 – Luca Rennick 🇮🇹 (Jackson Racing) 🏆 +25pts

P2 – Ailbeart Moireach 🇬🇧 (Haddock Racing) +18pts (+1 FL)

P3 – Hank Rice 🇬🇧 (Iberia Grand Prix) +15pts

P4 – Davide DiMarco 🇮🇹 (Bueseno Velocità) +12pts

P5 – Elias Nyström 🇸🇪 (Nordvind Racing) +10pts

P6 – Marko Ignatova 🇷🇸 (Squadra Corse) +8pts

P7 – Jimmy Damgaard 🇩🇰 (Bueseno Velocità) +6pts

P8 – Luis Dreyer 🇪🇸 (Outback Performance) +4pts

P9 – Alejandro Vasquez 🇪🇸 (Velox Hispania) +2pts

P10 – Denko Rutherford 🇧🇬 (Haddock Racing) +1pt

▾Remaining Finishers:

P11 – Desmond Lloyd 🇬🇧 (Velox Hispania)

P12 – James Lockwood 🇬🇧 (Nordvind Racing)

P13 – Jacob Jakobsen 🇩🇰 (Alpine Swiss F1)

P14 – Javier Montez 🇪🇸

(Outback Performance)

P15 – Mikhail Petrov 🇷🇺 (Iberia Grand Prix)

P16 – Ansel Hahn 🇩🇪 (Trampos Racing)

P17 – Józef Konarski 🇵🇱 (Alpine Swiss F1)

P18 – Erik Haas 🇩🇪 (Trampos Racing)

⨉ DNF (Did Not Finish):

P19 – Antonio Luigi 🇮🇹

(Squadra Corse) – Crash

P20 – Marcellus Rodnick 🇺🇸 (Jackson Racing) – Crash

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Hank Rice, who had started the race at P11, completed the podium, overtaking DiMarco with his inferior chassis at a critical moment.

Even DiMarco couldn't believe it as the crowd opposing Velocità roared their approval at his downfall.

Luis Dreyer, who had started in P12, managed to climb into the top 10 for points, but it wasn't as impressive a climb as Rice's. This made Luca wonder just when this P11-P12 loophole would become publicly known, because as far as his instincts were telling him, some teams had already figured it out.

Ignatova had finished in P6—a big win for Jackson, as they emerged from the Bahrain Grand Prix with the most points. All of them coming from Luca.

"I say we don't take such a risk again!"

"I agree, man. Ahead of you, ahead of you, man—for real!"

"...ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our podium finishers for the Bahrain Grand Prix...!"

"WOOOOOOOOOOOHH!"

"...third place, Hank Rice...!"

"...second place, Ailbeart Moireach...!"

"...first place, Luca Rennick....!"

The city of Sakhir shook as Luca stepped onto the highest podium under the shade of the cloudy sky. It was as if his victory had summoned the promise of rain, setting the stage for a chilly evening and night.

Luca could feel DiMarco's eyes piercing through him from somewhere in the vast expanse of the F1 community. Because of this, he made sure to kiss his silverware and lift it high into the clouds.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations! Daily Quest Completed!]

[You have been rewarded with (EXP)!

-Downforce +1

-Handling +1

-Tire Wear Management +1 ]

[You have been rewarded with tools!

-5 Catalysts

-2 Wrenches ]