In a luxurious room at the Hilton Hotel near the circuit, a phone alarm pierced the silence. Grumbling, a man rose from his bed, silenced the alarm, and checked the time—04:30. With 45 minutes to get to the track, he suppressed a yawn. Not wasting a moment, he took a brisk shower and stood before the mirror to shave his morning stubble. The reflection portrayed Marcus Kennedy, a young man in his prime with dark brown eyes, auburn hair, and a handsome face standing at about 5 feet 11 inches. Bags under his eyes revealed the toll of weeks spent in relentless preparation. Determination and excitement gradually etched across his face.
Podium Dreams, Pit Lane Nightmares
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