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"Welcome back to another year of Formula 1, where we start the season off with testing in Australia!" The words of Rick 'Jester' Heatherly were heard through all of the screens in all of the hospitalities. "It's been a while since we started in Australia and with it brings new and exciting drama." Everyone knew what drama he was talking about. Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell. The man had won almost all the races in F2 last year, which lead him to winning the F2 championship. The drama though, is his Formula 1 seat. Red Bull. That seat was promised to Cougar as the man had been driving with the sister team for two years, but when Team Principle Mike 'Viper' Metcalf got wind that Maverick had no seat, he decided to drop Cougar and swipe the F2 champion up instead. The news had brought with it outrage from some and excitement from others.
"We're going to give a quick rundown of the grid before we get into this though, aren't we Jester?" That voice was Tom 'Stinger' Jardian. The man was new to presenting and so was quite awkward as he spoke with Jester.
"Right you are Stinger! Now in our top team from last year we have Tom Kazansky and Ron Kerner, Iceman and Slider. This is a big year for Ferrari as they were so close to that championship last season." Jester was the one to finally start the introductions that everyone just wanted over, because as soon as they were the teams could start sending their pilots out,
"Then in the Mclaren seats we have Marcus Williams and Charles Piper, Sundown and Chipper."
"Mercedes gives us Rick Neven and Leonarde Wolfe, Hollywood and Wolfman."
"Red Bull has Pete Mitchell and Nick Bradshaw, Maverick and Goose."
"They're sister team Racing Bulls has Bill Cortell and Sam Wells, Cougar and Merlin."
"Aston Martin have Oscar Ferguson and Liam Azure, Zues and Blue."
"Williams with Conner Hund and Harley Reid, Beagle and Ghost."
"Haas are giving us Oliver Bates and Clayton Lee, Booster and Lefty."
"Alpine have Rhys Lowe and Callum Burn, Whiplash and Razor."
"Finally we have Sauber with Felix Griffin and Christopher Drew, Splinter and Dash."
"And with that we can now say welcome to this season of Formula One, we hope you enjoy it with us!"
Goose sighed from the seat next to him, "God, I thought they'd never shut up."
"C'mon Goose you gotta give 'em a little slack-" Maverick was cut off before he could finish his sentence properly by Viper coming into his drivers room.
"Alright boys, up you get, time for testing." The two pilots looked at each other and smirked, this was it. Their time to shine.
Viper sighed as he saw their faces, knowing what was about to come out of their mouths as they stood, the man just walked out. As he was walking away he smiled as he heard his two drivers behind him.
"I feel the need," Maverick started their little tradition they had grown, "The need for speed!" They shouted together as they whooped and ran to their cars.