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"You race?" My gaze switched from Pierre to Charles. "Yup, I do." He laughs. "Cute." Excuse me? I was screaming inside. "You think it's cute? Formula 2 is quite rude." "Can you do me a favor?" "Depends." Pierre said questionable. "Keep that friend of yours away from me." "Thank you for getting me out of my car, you saved my life." ~ Two Monégasques, two formula one teams. Enemies? Friends?
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