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❝ OUT WITH THE OLD, IN WITH THE NEW. ❞
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IN THE HEART OF MARANELLO, inside the quaint garage on the Fiorano circuit, the Ferrari Formula 1 team is in full swing. The roar of engines and the smell of burnt rubber fill the air as the scarlet cars dart around the track.
In the midst of this high-octane world, Andie Leclerc stands at the heart of the Ferrari garage, her gaze fixed on the screens displaying telemetry data, and her mind focused on detangling the intricate information.
She's back where she belongs, albeit in a much different capacity. Her years of experience in the world of Formula 1 have led her back to this very place; where she was first discovered, where things had been first set into motion. Andie may have traded her racing helmet for a seat behind-the-scenes, but her passion for the sport still burns strong and brightly.
After some discussions with strategists and engineers, her fingers dance across the keyboard as she analyzes race strategies and evaluates potential upgrades for car numbers 1 and 23. Her past as a former WDC shines through her meticulous work, and the Ferrari team members around her can't help but be impressed by how easy it was for her to figure things out so quickly.
It really was different to have someone with actual racing experience and not just technical knowledge man the ship.
As Andie delves into her calculations and simulations, the roar of an approaching Formula 1 car grows louder. Charles Leclerc, the star of the Ferrari team, emerges from the Fiorano circuit, his helmet reflecting the brilliance of the Italian sun. He guides his car into the garage, and the team quickly sets to work assessing the data from his run.
Charles, still in his racing suit, removes his helmet and balaclava, revealing a mop of unruly hair and line marks on his face. Though, he doesn't head to his engineers or the data analysts first; instead, he makes a beeline for his wife, who's engrossed in her work at her little nook.
"Hey." Charles leans in to give her a small kiss on her cheek, "How did I do? What's your verdict?"
Andie doesn't look up from her screens but responds in a matter-of-fact tone, "You were a bit heavy on the brakes in turn five, Charles. It cost you a fraction of a second. Work on your braking points. Also, you could have maintained a more consistent racing line through the chicanes."
"You noticed all that from here?" Charles raises an eyebrow, impressed by her sharp analysis.
Andie finally turns to him, a confident smile gracing her lips, "Once a racer, always a racer. I can spot the nuances, amore."
"Anything else you spotted from the stint then?" He took a few steps closer to her.
"Well, first of all, your tire degradation on the medium compound seems much better now." She continues, her tone analytical, "But I think we need to work on your entry speed into turn 7; you're losing a bit of time there and Monza has a lot of turns like that, so watch out for those. As for Alex, he's improved his lap-time consistency, which is a positive sign, but he's been struggling a bit with control of the car so I suggest some tweaks to his setup for more downforce."
