The roar of the engines resounded among the buildings of Monte Carlo, mixing with the rattling of the rain on the asphalt. Monaco had always been one of your favorite tracks, but today, with the weather against it, each curve became an even more dangerous challenge.

Adrenaline ran through your veins as you fought against the steering wheel, keeping the car under control in the narrow streets. The raindrops hit the visor of your helmet, blurring the vision. And then, in the most treacherous curve, everything happened too fast.

The car lost traction. You tried to correct it, but it was too late. You felt the impact before processing it completely: a brutal blow against the security barriers. The pain went through you instantly, and the world became blurred as the commissioners rushed towards you.

From the paddock, Charles watched the race with a frown. He barely had time to react when he saw your car crash into the guards. His heart stopped for a second, and then he felt an icy panic run through his body.

"No... no, no, no..." he whispered, getting up suddenly.