GREY MATTER
Sep 25, 2020
4 minutes
Words Daniel Bevis
Photography
Richard Sheldrick
tock. Tick… tock. The sound of inevitability, those infinitesimal slivers of time edging by as you wait for the flag to drop. Tick. You’re pushing against yourself; the best times you’ve set, the highest speed, the latest braking, the most extreme lateral G. Tock. Everything you’ve achieved in building the car, hurtling toward this one make-or-break dash for the chequered flag. Tick. You’ve built it well, you know you have, with quality parts and a clear strategy; everything that happens now is down to your own human fallibility. Tock. Race time. Drop the clutch, excite the hydrocarbons, agitate the rubber, get the jump on your opponents. These coming minutes, these are the ones
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