It was a quiet day filled with anticipation. We woke up tired from our night of celebration, the last one with only the competitors - our now very close friends. The drive was short in distance, with only one passage control on the outskirts of the city, but it felt
Giles and Guilhem wished us safe travels in the morning as we left the car park. We drove along the lake and out into the countryside. The views of the rolling green hills and old villages were spectacular. Our last regularity was the hardest one we’ve ever done with
The morning was humid and hot as we made our way west to the base of the Italian alps. On our way we stopped at a go-kart track for a test. Just after the first turn my dad lost traction and we spun a full 360 degrees to return straight
We had had a race planned today on a course in San Marino but due to the rain it was cancelled. So instead of the circuit we made our way across winding, lush mountain roads to the checkpoints. We stopped at this remote restaurant with Tim, Floriane, Michael and Jonas
It was a very lovely sleep on the ferry. We had an interior room so it was pitch black with the low rumbling of the diesel engine vibrating the room gently. We got coffees and sparkling water and enjoyed the foggy view from the deck. It was a very relaxed
