Yas Marina Circuit, United Arab Emirates
Ryan walked through the door, the rear door through into the garage, the place already dotted with Forge's logos and and in particular, two Audi R8 LMS GT3 racing vehicles, with crew underneath and around, Ryan smiling as he saw Lucas Holt, his race engineer, come over.
"Qualifying's in fifteen, good to see you back, McKay." Lucas said, patting him on the shoulder, as he pointed over to the laptop on a desk, by a hold heave of mechanical tools.
"As you saw in practice, we're doing the "Championship" Layout- after Turn 3, the circuit goes left rather than to the hairpin and towards Turn 4- following the left, it goes into a moderate right, then back onto the back straight after a tricky left hander- the chicane also included compared to F1 to break up the flow, but it's the same as they do for F1 everywhere else. Apparently, they're resurfacing the area after that, so it'll be barricaded off." He added, as they walked over.
"Nice. Practice times seem good, rubber holds nicely on this surface. The gearbox needs to be shorter, not enough acceleration in the technical section on the south of the course." Ryan responded, his Simpson helmet in his right hand, already overalled up himself as he looked over at the analytics.
"Of course, suggests it here. Very, very good actually- we've hit a great setup for both of you, car's going to be as great as it gets. Race begins at 9PM, it's four hour race remember, so you've got one pit- running hard slicks today, you and Regina. We're aiming for second in constructors, and that's an excellent result for this season. Christian Muller has first place in the drivers', but he's had a lucky run, and upsetting him here might put him in his place overall, if you can pull it off Ryan." Lucas said, the fairly short and overalls wearing chief race engineer's Canadian tone clear- he was from Ontario, and he had a good knowledge of prior GT3 experience in the mechanics to boot.
"Of course. Plus Damien Richards is about three points behind, we've had the talk- you want me to get 2nd or better today, and Regina?" Ryan asked, looking over.
"Well....she knows exactly how good to push today. Sky's the limit." Lucas responded, chuckling a little as Ryan took his earpiece out of his right pocket on his race suit, and clipped it around his right ear, shoving it in, a earplug also a part of the set as he wired up the throat mic, a tiny thing but enough to respond if required- being rarely used. Taking his left earplug, he rammed it in, and quickly checked his gloves, inside his helmet, already placing them on the roof of the Audi. His racesuit was a Alpinestars make, and predominantly was white, with some light red and dark blue, sponsors all over, same with the shoes, gloves and the helmet- mainly Forge, but a few others such as Sparco, and Alpinestars, for example. It was a boring thing to mention, because the cars were the star of the show. It had it's standard V8 engine, that had been ramped to GT3 standards, Michelin slicks sat on the tyres, hard rather than the soft variant for the one-stop strategy planned, and compared to F1 tyres, they were very different. The rear spoiler stuck out a little, and the engine, sat in the middle, was as great as Audi engines ever were. The suspension, the wheels, the spaceframe inside and the aerodynamics of the car had been race-perfected, and this vehicle was capable, in the hands of the right driver.
"Alright then. Where's Regina?" Ryan asked, as he got his helmet on, putting the Simpson X Bandit down, the thermal neckscarf pulled down to his racesuit's collar, as he secured it tight, before taking his white colored Alpinestar gloves.
"She's around somewhere. Your car is good to go, mate." Lucas said, as Ryan nodded, ducking his head as he clambered in, on the left-hand drive car, already securing his harness, as he checked his seat, and the pedals. The car inside was practically empty, apart from the rollcage and the racing dash, the speedometer a wholly digital thing. The six-point harness quickly came in, as did his Hans device around his neck, already feeling competent and confident to press the nuclear-button like trigger of the ignition.
The car rumbled into life, some engineers covering their ears, as Ryan let it tick over, the car alive and rumbling like mad. The suspension was stiff, almost rock solid, and the downforce Ryan had opted for a grippy and more glued outlook, something which really did reward itself.
"Alright, comms good?"
"Seem so." Ryan responded, as Lucas got on his radio, wearing his large pair of headphones.
"Okay then Ryan, don't shred the tyres, but build some heat up in this first lap, and really enjoy it. Remember- not much traffic, so get into it, and we'll see where we come from here. I'll get Regina moving- we've got a half hour session of this, but I want you to be first in, then off before the main set."
"Good to me, Lucas." Ryan simply said, as he sat up, revving the engine as the flappy paddle gearbox shifted the car forwards into first, almost skidding out of the garage as he pulled right, clear as he then continued down the pitlane, the heat of the Abu Dhabi sun slowly dying, as the tempratures came lower, and lower. The track was already illuminated, the sunset perhaps a nice time to race. But Ryan turned his attention back to the pitlane, as the lane began to sweep back onto the track ,he knew shit was going to get real. And rather than going 30 in 2nd, he'd be going speeds of up to 160 in sixth. And this Audi, was going to go and do that today, one way or another.