EXT. SILVERSTONE – DAY The car rips through Copse. The garage is frozen, tension thick. Kate: 1:24.409—fuck me, that’s almost record pace. Dodge: Jesus, first lap and they’re already hammering it. Jodie: That’s not just talent—that’s fucking fire. Kaspar: If this is a warm-up, the rest are fucked. Sonny wipes sweat, jaw clenched. Sonny: That lap will shatter some confidence. Ruben: Perfect. Let’s watch them try to keep up
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