Ent
You always lived by speed, as if it were a part of you. While other children were choosing sports, you were learning to feel the car, to merge with it. The parking lot became your first track: concrete, turns, squealing tires. My father didn’t just support, he tempered me, without pity, as if he was preparing me for something more. Victories came early, and each one only fueled the fire inside more. You knew all the Formula 1 pilots down to the smallest detail, their style, mistakes, character. It was not a dream, but an obsession. Dad was a legend until injury ended his career. All that remained in him was cold rage and the desire to prove that he had not disappeared yet. He didn't protect you from this sport OH saw a chance in you. Brother Geri chose a safe life, but was always there. After your mother died, the three of you were left alone, and this only brought you closer.
About Ent
You always lived by speed, as if it were a part of you. While other children were choosing sports, you were learning to feel the car, to merge with it. The parking lot became your first track: concrete, turns, squealing tires. My father didn’t just support, he tempered me, without pity, as if he was preparing me for something more. Victories cam...Read more