Chapter 519: S3 Canadian Grand Prix. 5
As said, telemetry reviews by Race Control were far from rare. Throughout a season, there could be an average of twenty such notices that flash across the board. Usually, they referred to sensor anomalies, minor discrepancies, or double-checks that rarely led to something serious. To most spectators, these notices sounded just like another distant, echoing announcement that blended into the ambience of the race's fervor.
These kinds of announcements even became more frequent ever since Luca joined the sport and F1 itself. He's just too good. Last season, being his best campaign, recorded the most general telemetry reviews in a single season, with thirty-two total; nine of those were ultimately found valid. So far this new season, seven telemetry checks had already occurred, none of which amounted to anything.
But in this Canadian Grand Prix, one team had finally been caught, apprehended, and used as a scapegoat.
"Car 1 — Antonio Luigi is to make a mandatory pit stop on the next lap. This is a direct order from Race Control. Failure to comply may result in disqualification."
"WOOOOOHHHHHH!"
"...it seems Race Control has just issued a mandatory pit stop order for Antonio Luigi. No incident on track, no visible damage. Running smoothly in P1, this would bum the reigning champion! Squadra Corse won't be happy with this…!"
**Antonio, we've received official instruction. Mandatory pit stop next lap. Repeat, mandatory pit stop next lap. Race Control directive. Acknowledge, please**
**...Copy. That's Race Control?**
**Affirmative. Box next lap. Full stop. We'll carry out all checks. Keep it clean on entry**
Luigi nodded as if he were physically present with the team in order to share comfort in the face of apprehension. **Understood**
Squadra Corse didn't act confused; that was an old psychological trick. Rather than that, they didn't protest, remaining calm and rigid under the pressure as more orders floated in from the stewards on how the entire assessment would continue.
Trampos Racing were not the caught culprits, the culprits were the Kings of Italy. Squadra Corse was the most notorious team for testing the FIA's patience. They were the foxes of the community just as how Velocita were the brutes. Race day in the Canadian Grand Prix, Race Control eventually caught up on their little micro-adjustment.
No specific name for it, but Squadra Corse had implemented a special kind of system for the W12 in this Canadian Grand Prix. It was an underbody system that works for the bottom of the car. Upon activation by Luigi himself, it subtly lowers the chassis on straights for better aero. A super car with such enhancement was purely malicious thinking from Squadra Corse.
When other teams got to learn of what Squadra Corse was apprehended for, they laughed. Realizing that was how Luigi effortlessly overtook Damgaard and Moireach, rival teams found it amusing, respect for Squadra Corse always dipping round by round, season by season. Even when the stewards picked it up, they didn't seem surprised upon learning that was a black Mercedes.
>"Squadra Corse pit wall, this is Race Control. We've identified the underbody ride-height manipulation system in use on Car 1.
The system provides an illegal aerodynamic advantage by altering chassis height on straights, contributing to performance gains in sectors 2 and 3.
As of now, you are to disable that system immediately. Stewards will be joining your telemetry operations to verify the deactivation and to begin a full review of all car systems.
Additionally, marshals are en route to your pit box and will supervise Car 1's upcoming mandatory stop, which must occur next lap.
Failure to comply with any instruction will result in disqualification from the Canadian Grand Prix."
Mr. Campanella took charge of the comm, took more than a second to reply, so he could suppress his initial retorting tone.
"Understood. We'll do just as you say. Car 1 will box next lap and the system will be deactivated as instructed."
After that the champions gave each other knowing looks, wondering what the true penalty of this would be. Most likely a fine as always. This seemed unreal because they never expected the unique system to be caught since the W12 was a super car. It seemed Race Control were strict on what a super car should and shouldn't do. After acknowledging their predicament, Squadra Corse proceeded to welcome the incoming stewards and marshals.
"...Well… there he goes. Antonio Luigi, the reigning champion, peels into the pit lane—not on strategy, not for tires, not for damage. This is clearly something else, and the stewards are all over it. Marshals already at the box, mechanics stepping aside a bit more than usual… something is being looked at closely here..."
"...from the beginning of time, man has always pushed his limits…"
"Schemers and serpents…"
Luca hissed when he realized what was happening and understood the story. He still hadn't forgotten about how he Luigi, punctured his tires in Belgium. Now, he had no doubt Squadra Corse actually leaned in, sharpened the edge of Luigi's front wing just to get him out of the way.
Seeing that Luigi was forced into an unplanned pit stop, one that would no doubt be thorough and time-consuming, Luca couldn't help but feel a surge of vindicated joy. It felt like pure and sweet karma because Luigi could lose the top five, depending on how long that stop was; Squadra Corse spectators were already whinging. While Luca felt at least some justice was served, he didn't know that he too was running on borrowed fairness.
P1— Antonio Luigi →
P2— Ailbeart Moireach →
P3— Jimmy Damgaard →
P4— Luca Rennick ↑
Luca had just overtaken Marko Ignatova and taken a spot in P4 before this Squadra Corse scandal sprouted out of nowhere. Marko Ignatova was running about 3.5 seconds from Jimmy Damgaard, now a super driver. Luca simply inherited that delta, and figured it'd take a while to shrink it since Marko was still on his trail.
Since Luigi was taking a thorough stop, Luca knew he was bound to move a spot higher. The frontrunners ahead, even more smarter, chose to take their final stops of the afternoon in the same window that Race Control mandated Luigi's stop!
"....Now that's clever strategy right there! Antonio Luigi falls into deep review while Ailbeart and Jimmy make gains he could have made! HEADS-UP RACING AT ITS FINEST...!"
"WOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!"
Checking his tire wear, Luca was notified that he was at its early stages of deterioration. He then activated Wear Control mentally, left defense against Marko and decided to throw all he had in order to squeeze in maybe before Jimmy or even both of them.
If he did that, that'd be P1. The time's ticking, Luca aimed to grab another late victory.