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Day at the Races
Jan. 13th, 2022 04:17 pmOllie had arrived in LA a full two weeks before this race to get his car in order and accustomed to the American tracks. The whole thing was nerve wracking in an exciting and adrenaline filled way that Ollie loved even if he looked stressed out of his mind. Formula 1 was his favorite of the racing and came right after stunt driving. The Dane was happy, ecstatic that he got an American sponsor.
Unbeknownst to Ollie, Rik had remembered the pit side ticket that he had given the guitarist months ago for this race. Given the tension, though far less now, between Billy and Ollie, he decided not to go. It was a whisper from Aarne that had them both giggling as he took the ticket to Hans early in the day, several hours before the race. They had both noticed how Hans looked at the Dane when he thought no one was paying attention. The two boys would drag the ex-Hammers guitarist to the track and kick his ass out on the track if they had to. Hans had to know it.
Unbeknownst to Ollie, Rik had remembered the pit side ticket that he had given the guitarist months ago for this race. Given the tension, though far less now, between Billy and Ollie, he decided not to go. It was a whisper from Aarne that had them both giggling as he took the ticket to Hans early in the day, several hours before the race. They had both noticed how Hans looked at the Dane when he thought no one was paying attention. The two boys would drag the ex-Hammers guitarist to the track and kick his ass out on the track if they had to. Hans had to know it.
