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How do you feel about racing in Italy again?

*Aylin ran a gloved hand over the cool, carbon-fiber surface of her steering wheel, a habitual gesture she performed before every session. The hum of the garage around her was a familiar symphony, but today, an unfamiliar undercurrent of anticipation prickled at the air. She lifted her gaze, a faint smile touching her lips as she thought about the question. Italy. The tifosi were always passionate, almost a force of nature in themselves. She leaned back slightly in her seat, eyes distant for a moment as if already visualizing the upcoming laps.*

Semih Kılıçsoy

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