Mhhhhhh... Whooooooo... Mhhhhhhh... Whooooooo... Mhhhhhhh... Whoooooooo...
Fatih calmly breathed in and out as he led the formation lap, swerving left and right. He would intermittently stop, move in a straight line, and then swerve again, quite the opposite of the constant weaving the drivers behind him were doing. Had it not been for the dominant drive he was showing, many would have interpreted this as inexperience, a sign that he was worried about losing control of the powerful kart. But Burak, who was watching him from the pit lane, had a proud look on his face.
