F1: Diary of a Racing God

Many people think that F1 belongs to the racing sport of white Europeans. I disagree, but objectively speaking, this sentence is true. [it took decades for warriors to fight to the death with engines and tires to write a glorious epic of technology and blood, but we are more like greedy newcomers trying to carve up their glory and interests. Arrogance pervades the champagne-smelling wind of the track, and on this roaring asphalt battlefield, 1.4 billion people breathe as light as a grain of dust. [can you dare to bet your life on the track, no matter who you are, who is not determined to come to the top of the mountain? [as for me? Some people say that I am an icebreaker and a shining business card of the nation. [but I know I'm just an adrenaline-fed gambler who only uses madness as a bargaining chip. [why does the rise of a great power depend on the outcome of four tires? When your bone marrow is permeated with fuel, and even your dreams are stained with rubber scorch marks, patriotism becomes the palest e

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