The R8 hummed loudly, as the qualifying continued, the start-finish line coming to bear a few times, as the GT3 car powered on. The times stayed consistent. And Ryan felt good, pulling back through the chicane on the main flat-out straight, already shifting the car to fifth as it replied. GT3 had some sort of different power, mind-melding of some sort. It was insane, it just went like thunder, the Ryan braking hard on Turn 8, as the car kicked out a little at the rear, before sweeping back through the turn.
"Lap times are staying the same, this is your last one remember." Ryan heard Lucas say, as he kept on the gas, thundering to Turn 11, where the left-right section, a technical one, was taken quite well with Ryan, but no better than his particularly hot lap earlier. The time by the time he got to the start-straight was off his original best, but it was good. And Ryan was satisfied with that. The sun sat on the horizon, illuminating the now floodlit track less and less, but leaving a cool shadow and a , and about twenty minutes had passed, the tyres not worn excessively, but Ryan had gotten himself pole- he wasn't too sure of Regina, but she had to have something within the Top 5- Muller and Richards, the standings leader and the particular driver that threatened Ryan's 2nd place in the standings, had gotten in, but he didn't know what order, not entirely.

After a slow and reserved lap, of just cooling off, Ryan pulled the car into the pits, pulling into the lane as the car rumbled loudly, the engine almost uncensored in it's noise as the racing exhausts didn't suppress noise a lot. And that was good, because the raw noise of the V8 in the back was near-deafening, and the reason why ear plugs were worn when inside. The car was backed in and the engine off, as Ryan clambered out, looking over at Lucas, an almost automatic handshake through his Alpinestars gloves coming, Ryan clearly smirking.
"Nicely done. You're on Pole, Regina's third, Muller is behind you and Richards is fifth. Nicely done- grab yourself a drink, we'll get the car up and set." Lucas said, as Ryan took off his gloves, then his helmet, a complicated process compared to getting it on. Taking the neck bandit out, he kept his headset in, taking the earplug out of his other ear.
"Good, good. Car's sticking well, you set it up for us like nothing else." He said, chuckling as he looked over.
"It's a good shot for our first time in. Don't get overzealous on Turn 9- you're spinning up the rear wheels too much, and the complex through Turn 16 and 17 loses you a lot of time. That gets exploited, you'll spin out there, and you won't come back. So stay sharp- you are doing good on Yas today, but you've always got room to improve. I'll get Regina through- " Lucas said, as Ryan nodded, walking over to a aptly placed folded desk and chair, grabbing a Lucozade off the table, and quickly sipping the drink through. Ryan had personally requested they go through, and Ryan was glad to have it to hand, as he knew the heat was going to die down, and it was becoming cooler. He took his MP3 player, and shoved the earpiece back into where his earplug had been a second ago, to just listen to some [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XHs99iVpnXU]music[/url]. When Regina would come back, he would switch it off, and talk to her, he made a mental note to himself to do.