The Hungarian Grand Prix at the Hungaroring was a sweltering furnace. Located outside Budapest, the circuit was nicknamed "Monaco without the walls"—a dusty, tortuous ribbon of asphalt featuring fourteen tight corners and virtually no overtaking opportunities. With ambient temperatures soaring past thirty-eight degrees Celsius, the cockpit temperatures exceeded fifty degrees, turning the race into a test of pure physical endurance. Elena sat in her air-conditioned office inside the Scuderia Rossi…
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