[h2] [centre] [color=f6989d]Marinalia (Romus) Olympus[/color] [/centre] [/h2] [color=c4df9b][h3] [centre]Old Sol Airport race testing. Saturday Morning [/centre] [/h3] [/color] [hr] Marla gave him a cold look, they where the ones who there to see if the car was able to win a race, they where going to be spending alot of money and there name was going to be on thr car. On a car that failed and lost. They would look bad. Thw driver was asshole but tommey seemed to understand the odds and what mattered. [i][color=fff200]how polite. You guys want your money? Remember to beat him Mali! Get thr [/color][/i] Heading off to join the others stood by the helicopter with binoculars, they had a good chance ce of winning at least, she was a professional pilot. He was a race team boss. Hopefully anyway. After his outburst she so wanted Marinalia to win. [i][color=f6989d] Don t worry Marla! Il take em! [/color][/i] Watching Joel storm off and head to the trail or she fired up the plane and began to radio and check runway clear before powering up and slowly beginning to roll before eventually hitting the gas and powering up noise taking off skyward past the trailor and government hanger before she was airborne. Once the practice lap was over she began to hammer it down the straight run, through thr first gates a second or two behind the car and hitting the smoke triggers sending a plume of alternating red white and blue smoke from the tail genatorators. The first corner was behind the car, its engine was great in the corners, tighter turns and wheels gave it every advantage on the curves. The aircraft hit hard into straights, swapping sharply from left to right and almost missing the 10 degree level of the pylon and clipping the top of one losing a second penalty. G forces hitting hard and constant changes aggressively flying on te edge of thr planes controls. Each straight she was gaining ground on the race car below, the engines power hammering into the main straight before the final set of corners and pulling ahead of the race car finaly, she had a second to gain before she won. The final set of corners was intense and the aircraft flew hard and into the corners, forcing every little inch from the aircraft and cutting tight as possible on every bit. The last few gates passed by in a blur of motion, gates and rapid yaw tilts. Each one sharper than last and managed to finish the last turn before pulling away and going into a slower more relaxed loop round the airfield. Even the experienced pilot was thrown off and the needed a few seconds to get her head back together before radioing to ground. Swinging in lower and looping over so the colours merged and racing over the area where race teams and others gathered. [i][color=f6989d]ground.. What's the time on that run... 1.58.42 that's a win right... Win! Yes told ya Marla! Yes... We won, told ya team air will win! Good race Tommy... Good race Doing a loop then coming back in ground Control. Thanks for the heads up. Over ground control! [/color][/i] Knowing that Joel would be keyed into her feed, she added team air hoping he would reconise. Though not entirely impolite, she had to thank Tommy. Looping round slowly and thinking that despite her fuel supply, she had plenty of time, began to being Into a controlled descent down to landing speeds and safely bring into line along the main runway. [i][color=f6989d]Marla. Keep my coffee warm. Be down soon. Over. [/color][/i] [hr] [@Pilatus] [hr]