Russo and Mark were standing with their friends near the shed and looked across the pits to where Luca was sitting on a bench just outside the shelter. Uncaring whether he was being observed, he was sipping his beer leisurely and observing the tracks.
“Do you mean to say that he drove the car here within five minutes from the Winston cross….Wow, is he a human? Even a word-class driver would never be able to cover the distance as he did. He is a too good man.” Russo said with admiration as he looked at Luca’s back.
“I am still shocked,” Mark murmured.
“If he continues to perform this way he could go for the British Grand Prix. And would like to bet on that too, he will definitely become the topmost driver.” Garry Simons commented.
Russo smiled at their reaction and said. “Do you honestl
