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... necting the garage to the pit area, with his racing suit still in its casual mode, heading towards his side of the garage, which was the farthest from the pit lane exit.

Per the arrangements, he was set to go on last, as his arrival time made it impossible for him to finish his final car setup. The other two, who came earlier than scheduled, had managed to have their cars set up with the basic settings like pedal force and distance, seating adjustments, and other minimal changes to fit e ...

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