#Coronel Racing

[crosscountryrally]

Listos para sorprender: Century Racing tendrá equipo oficial de dos autos con Baragwanath y Serradori en el Dakar 2023 además de ocho autos privados incluyendo equipos Astara y Coronel

Century Racing no se rinde. Un preparador más pequeño y especializado, basado en Sudáfrica, viene entregando prototipos para rally-raid desde 1996 con comienzos modestos, pero con metas ambiciosas. Poco a poco ha ido aumentando la complejidad y competitividad de sus prototipos, hasta llegar a sorprender con una victoria de etapa con Mathieu Serradori en el Dakar 2020. Buenas presentaciones en fechas del Mundial FIA y en el muy competitivo Campeonato Sudafricano de Cross Country (SARRC) han alentado a Century, que irá con su programa más ambicioso hasta el momento buscando dar una que otra sorpresa. Serán 10 prototipos Century CR6 los que saldrán a la ruta en Arabia Saudita, incluyendo un equipo oficial de dos nuevos prototipos de última generación CR6-T para Mathieu Serradori y Brian Baragwanath. 

Mucho ha progresado Century desde que un consistente Mathieu Serradori terminara en la octava posición general luego de ganar sorpresivamente la Etapa 8 del Dakar 2020. El auto se ha mostrado cada vez más competitivo tanto en el Dakar como en el Campeonato Sudafricano y en 2022, Serradori terminó en la séptima posición pese a que el Century no es un auto T1+. Baragwanath debutó con una P32 en 2021 y terminó P14 en 2022. Algunos problemas mecánicos han sido el principal dolor de cabeza de Century y eso esperan haber solucionado con un nuevo motor completamente nuevo para este Dakar en sus prototipos oficiales pilotados por Baragwanath y Serradori, con un impulsor 2,9 litros V6 biturbo Audi proveniente del Audi RS4. 

Este potente motor de 444 HP estará acompañado con un ECU Motec y entregará tracción a los ejes traseros de este buggy 4x2 a través de una caja secuencial Sadev SL924. Adicionalmente al motor, se ha trabajado en el recorrido de suspensión llegando a 440 mm que dan al buggy con neumáticos BF Goodrich de 17 pulgadas grandes oportunidades de sorprender. Además, se ha incorporado inflado y gato hidráulico automático, para evitar perder minutos valiosos con la punta.

Baragwanath contará con Leonard Cramer como navegante, en tanto que Serradori repetirá la exitosa dupla con el ex-motard Loic Minaudier.

También tendrán algo que decir las tripulaciones privadas que pilotan Century CR6 de la anterior generación, con el motor de 7 litros V8 Chevrolet LS7 derivado del Corvette. Los que más ruido podrían hacer son los autos españoles del equipo Astara, con Laia Sanz, Carlos Checa, Oscar Fuertes y  Sergio Vallejo al volante. También están los siempre alegres hermanos Tim y Tom Coronel con un Century de su equipo Coronel Racing que tendrá para esta edición un segundo auto en Michel Kremer. Finalmente, dos equipos privados franceses tendrán a Yannick Panagiotis y Antoine Galland al volante.

Seguro estas tripulaciones poblarán buena parte del Top 20 y con algo de suerte podrían pelear más arriba en este Dakar.

[masterandapprentice]

The Chestappen kiddos ❤️

Ernesto Rivera (15) 🇲🇽 - Rocco Coronel (13) 🇳🇱

Red Bull Racing Junior Team just announced both as part of their newest drivers.

Thing is, they are so much alike to Checo and Max!!! Just look at them!

[ilovetheater-nl]

Nagenieten van een fantastisch formule 1 seizoen in het theater met Het Grote Race Circus met Rob Kamphues en Tom Coronel.

Nagenieten van een fantastisch formule 1 seizoen in het theater met Het Grote Race Circus met Rob Kamphues en Tom Coronel.

Het stof is gedaald, de vlaggetjes liggen in de kast en de zondagen worden weer als vanouds. Maar Nederland heeft een prachtige titel op haar naam erbij. Namelijk voor de tweede keer op rij wereldkampioen Formule 1 door Max Verstappen! Nu het erepodium van dit seizoen bekend is, staan de autosportliefhebbers met lege handen. Daarom komen Tom Coronel en Rob Kamphues na twee succesvolle…

[dilfs-bitch]

Again | Jake Sully (nsfw)

Pairing : Jake Sully X Recom female reader ( human before )

Warnings : Mention of coronel Miles Quaritch, Neytiri, Tsu'tey. mention of death, cheating, age gap { Reader in her early twenties, Jake in his late thirties } p in v sex { Reader is virgin } masturbation { fem receiving } mentions of angst (not too graphic, but a warning all the same!

Word acount : 6k

Summary : After you die, Jake never thought he’d see you again, but after fifteen years, the RDA brings " you " back.

I apologize in advance if there are grammatical errors. English is not my first language, and I wrote this with the help of the translator.

Chapter two

Jake was going crazy.

It was no longer a secret to the clan or Neytiri how close he was to you in recent months, and part of him didn’t care to hide it.

Not after fifteen years away from you, he would never forgive himself, no matter how hard he tried, that feeling that he’d done something wrong was there every time he remembered your face, that lifeless face that haunted him for years.

He met you still on earth, despite you being much younger than him, you two used to hook up and even though you two never had a serious relationship, it was much more than just sex. And then everything happened so fast, his twin brother dies on the same planet you’re also going to, then he has no other option besides accepting the invitation that was extended to him. 

You were the Colonel’s squad and do what he told you to do, while Jake was in the Avatar program trying to learn more about the Na'vis, not even he realized how it happened but you two grown apart and even though he would never admit, he knew that Neytiri was the reason. 

So you take orders and don’t think twice about destroying the Hometree, he never understood but also can’t blame you. You were never the most civilized person he knew, but you certainly didn’t have a bad heart, so all your emotionlessness about the lives you took away was some kind of punishment for him. 

He tried, eywa knows he tried to change your mind, but you’ve always been stubborn and now that Quaritch had manipulated you, he knew there was no turning back, but Jake still wanted to know why you were doing this, and he never was able to forget the anger, the pain in your eyes, the betrayal in your voice when you say that was because he was able to betray his own race, betray the woman he said he loved for a Na'vi he met months ago. On that day, Jake didn’t have much time to argue because you’d been hit in the chest by Neytiri’s sharp arrow.

He couldn’t hate her because all she was doing was protecting her people, her planet, but there's a part of him that would never forgive her for killing you, the woman he was in love with.

Moving on was difficult, he was grief for your death, being haunted by your lifeless face and all the memories you two had together, but Neytiri was there, so thoughtful to him that it did not take long for that attraction to become something more, then they mated she was now his mate and Jake becomes the Olo'eyktan of the clan, bonds have been forged in fire and blood and years pass, he’s smarter, older and has a family now, but he wasn’t expecting the RDA goes so far creating recombinants with DNA from the deceased soldiers, Quaritch, and his squad was back but at this time he was more concerned about you, years later as recom.

He wondered if you’d remember him, Jake desperately wanted to know if you still would feel something when you saw him, despite being older, certainly not attractive as before, unlike you who despite your avatar features looked exactly like your human form, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Eywa never makes mistakes. Maybe that’s why you were taken to his hut with a big arm wound caused by Tsu'Tey’s arrow, he wouldn’t let another demon like you destroy his home, but he changes his mind when the ancient spirits surround you. Abusing his authority, the Olo'eyktan decides that you stay to learn more then you can go, Jake was not even thinking that letting you stay was risky, the RDA would look for you, but he can not avoid wanting to be near you even if you're avoiding him, even though some people of the clan was commenting or how their children asked why he spent so much time with you, Jake was not even caring about his mate’s jealousy, he loved Neytiri and that wasn’t a secret, but he loved you much more.

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You were no longer yourself but still had the memories of your old self, and the same regret was there for the destruction that had caused to Pandora. 

Maybe it was a new feeling, or it was the old memories that clouded your mind every time you observe Jake, he looked different, older, yet attractive, but the anger was there maybe caused by the memories of how the feelings he said he had for you meant nothing, the anger was also there for Neytiri, this was not a memory but a video that the General Ardmore showed you at the time of your death and perhaps the worst part was that the man who claimed to love you was with her leaving your lifeless body for the RDA.

Revenge is the only reason you decide to stay, but the real, ultimate indignity of it all is that was those old memories that seemed to betray you or Pandora’s breathtaking beauty, but it didn’t seem fair to destroy the planet once again, any part of you wanted to hurt Jake Sully or is it some kind of illness, an infection that has taken hold you, perhaps it was those ancient spirits that surrounded you in the Omaticaya forest that have bewitched you, any option no matter how stupid it seems was better than admitting that once again you are being betrayed by your own feelings.

“ Utral Aymokriyä, is the tree of voices, if you connect your queue here we can hear the voices of our ancestors "

You close your eyes as your tail coiled tightly low around your leg, trying to refrain from the wave of anger that runs through your body as you hear the Olo'eyktan’s voice, his interest in showing you some more of life in Pandora infuriating you. Annoyed you how he made sure to teach you bow and arrow, he always wanted to be the one to teach you more of the tradition of the Omaticaya clan, and you didn’t like being around the Sully and even less how his voice sounded every time he taught you something like he was happy to be teaching you more about their customs, not even your fiercest scowl seem to discourage his attempts to converse with you.

And even though that was one of the most beautiful places that you had already seen, it didn’t feel right to be in a sacred place, not after all you do to Pandora.

" Are you okay ? " He slowly approaches and reaches out to touch your shoulder.

The feeling of his hand makes you open your eyes, quickly hissing and moving away. Jake is at least startled that was the first time you hissed at him, a bold move considering he was now the Olo'eyktan of the clan, but he walks away feeling your anger and not wanting to start the argument he’s been avoiding for months.

" Don’t touch me " You say, staring at him with furrowed eyebrow

You don't quite understand the reason for the reaction, although you don't regret it, preferring to believe it was just the pent-up anger that happened years ago. Your heart leaps at the thought that the real reason for your overreaction is that you missed his touch and not know how to react to it. You want to get out of there, you want to move your feet and get out of that tension that quickly built up ten times worse than before, you want to escape his gaze on your neck like a weight but you can't.

Jake eyed you carefully, his mind clouding with one of the memories of you two together just when they arrived in Pandora, he didn’t remember pretty well the reason but you were jealous, a wide smile on his face remembering that you did exactly what you did now, and Instinctively he found himself making the same move he did that night holding your hand still much smaller than his own, he expects you to do exactly what you did that night but you keep standing there because your body is betraying you, and you don't really want move away from his touch which him take as encouragement, stepping closer behind you.

Jake just stands there his chest pressed against your back while he stayed there waiting for you to calm down, he doesn’t know what to do, but when he realizes Jake’s already nesting his nose against your soft hair, his heart thump against his rib cage and something in his lower belly leap you still smell so good that he is almost purring with the familiar scent, one of his ears tremble, and his tail coiled under your ankle

He cursed himself when your body leaps turning away from him turning to stare at him with the same angry gaze as before your furrowed brows, embarrassed now Jake feels his ears flatten back as he expects you to insult him as you did in all the other times he dared to try to touch you, and yet you remain quiet and Jake swears he can see how your gaze looks a little different now but no matter how hard he tries, he can’t decipher. 

"Stop, stop doing that, " You say poking his large chest with your index finger causing him to lurches back " That’s wrong, you have family, a mate. " 

He tilts his head to the side as if he's trying to figure out what you’re just saying and then something clicks in his mind, you realized what he was doing from the beginning even though it was Instinctively, Jake was trying to make you his mate.

He made sure to teach you personally everything about the clan, and he was not hard on you as he was with the others, Jake even let you speak as you wanted with him. He never stopped loving you but he never thought you realized his true intentions, he never thought that would work, that it that gaze so different was because you wanted him too, maybe not as your mate but you wanted him and your annoyance was obvious cause you to disapprove his actions and he also but couldn’t help himself. He loved you more than his mate, he wanted you to be the mother of his children, Jake wanted to change your mind that day because it would save him years of suffering for you. 

He doesn’t notice what he’s doing until he walks up to you holding your face tight stopping you from moving, your heavy breathing as your eye focusing on anything behind him, so you don’t have to look into his eyes, would be too much when you tried for months not to fall in love with him again.

" I wanted to say I’m sorry for betraying my own race but I don’t, my only regret was betraying you, letting you die. Maybe I’ll regret later for doing what I’m gonna do now but I’m not thinking very well, I don’t think clearly since I saw you, the woman loves most in all my life"

Your tail lashes, the irrational part of you content to hear what Jake says. It feels like a weight is lifted off your shoulder, your heart lurches as he leans forward to rest his forehead on yours, and Instinctively you close your eyes, feeling the positively scorching soft touch of his finger caressing against the skin of your cheeks, your stomach gives a kind of nervous tremor at the thought of why he is doing it, your brain almost stops completely when he leans press a kiss on your lips.  

For a split seconds, Jake panics when you don’t kiss him back, and he pulls back only to be surprised by your smaller hands wrapping around his waist as you insistently kiss his lips, nibbling lightly, and he hums and purrs against your mouth. It’s frantic, passionate, and overwhelming, and your eyes practically roll when you allow him to kiss you with his tongue. 

When one of his big hands falls from your face to the bottom of your thighs and envelops the tender flesh there pulling you up, you release a kind of gasping embarrassing moan against his mouth as your leg winds against his waist, It seems the apex of all his hopes and desperate dreams over the past few months, and Jake can't hardly believe that he’s kissing and touching you like that after all these years, it feels like a dream. 

It doesn’t take long for you to feel the soft bioluminescence moss of the ground against your back, cursed yourself when he pulls back, and you chase his lips, Jake just chuckles, lowering his head to kiss your neck, humming with satisfaction when you tilt your head to the side enough so that he sucks the skin there, your eyes widen in shock because you don't know how to react with the new feeling that shivers your whole body. He pulls back, hovering over you, his pupils are blown wide, his tail caressing provocatively your legs. When he holds your hips tight, forcing his growing length under his loincloth against your open legs, you gasp on how big he is and once again he just chuckles resting his head against your sternum pulling the fabric of your white tank top down.

His tongue is gentle, sliding from your breast over one of your nipple, sucking and circulating his warm tongue there, you arch your back allowing him to do because the feeling is so good that you groan his name, his amber eyes shoot to glance your face of pleasure your body squirm beneath him and Jake tongue goes out to lick your other nipple. You were so beautiful, furrowed eyebrows, mouth slightly open, that drop of sweat that was already beginning to form on your forehead.

" I’ll make you feel good, ma tìyawn "

The sound of Jake's low voice goes directly to your cunt that pulses eagerly with promise and with the affectionate nickname of his voice, a smug smile grows on his face when he realizes it is your scent that lingers in the air tells him how much you like it, and he does it again just to feel your sex throb as he rubs on you.

" You like it when I call you ma tìyawn, don’t you? He whispers, burying his face in your neck, " I feel it "

Even though he’s not seeing anything all you can do is nodded quickly, your cunt clenching around nothing once again hearing his words, your throbbing clit the sodden fabric of its slick folds starts to become a little uncomfortable, so you push his hips with your knee so that he moves away taking his hand up to your cargo pants hoping that he does something and Jake's quick to quickly grope the button to unzip the pants pulling them over your ankle. Your legs close in the failed attempt to avoid his lust gaze but a pair of his strong hands effortlessly keep them apart, that makes you a little embarrassed, slight flushing spreading down your cheeks

" Don’t hide Y/n, I want to see, " he says, a smile playing on his lips as his fingers search for your neglected clit.

You let out a soft sigh as his fingers circled your clit, and he leaned once again your small hands holding his face, kissing him again. Your lips moved against him slowly with more delicacy than before, the burning sensation in his abdomen consuming him, your hands exploring his back down to his waist when you undid the ties of his loincloth releasing his hard cock the leaking tip with pre-cum, Jake is quick to move his fingers to your entrance pushing one finger stretching you out, and you break the kiss choking with burning a little pain there, nothing had entered there before. Your ears have now flattened once again when he stops noticing the discomfort on your face.

" I’m sorry ma tìyawn, I didn’t know " He kisses your temple. 

It only takes a few minutes for the pain to disappear, and you jerk your hips, and he quickly understands what to do, Jake focused his thumb on your clit slowly slides two fingers, splitting you open to what was to come. When he felt you adjusting to him, he started fucking you with his fingers, pumping in and out of your wet center, the already overwhelming sensation that your cunt clenching around his fingers your mouth open in a silent moan when he sucks your nipples and grind his cock against your thigh. The pleasure becomes almost too much, grabbing his biceps for some kind of comfort and his muscles flexing over your soft touch, and that makes the coil in his stomach tenser with the simple touch of your hands.

But then he draws his fingers away from your entrance, looking deep into your eyes waiting for any kind of doubt but all Jake finds are the aroused lust and what he swears to be the same gaze that you has when you looked at him when you were in love, your eyes soften guiding his painfully hard cock to your entrance, pushing the tip in. With your hot and wet sex engulfing him, he realizes that stretching hurts when your eyes water, Jake is quick to kiss you to give you some kind of comfort, you’re sucking him greedily anyway, panting with the feeling of being filled, and when he finally got to the bottom, his tight balls rested against your ass and the tip in of his cock poked you cervix, making a needy moan come out of your mouth when you break the kiss with a string of drool.

" Please Jake " a whine came out from you.

He moans, needing no more incentive than that starting to come out of you, before pushing back and setting a slow pace immediately, his big hands grab your thighs, and you circle your legs around his hips getting a better angle, your tits swaying when his hips meet yours, his cock reaching even deeper inside you and your hands were desperately grabbing his back needing something to hold on to, and it hit him like a wave, the most intense feeling he’s ever experienced years ago has filled his body again, his heart, his head, is everywhere, it was not the bond of tsaheylu, but Jake could say it seemed way much more intimate than that just from you heavily gaze into his eyes he knew that you could feel his love, the regret, the need he had for you and the pain he endured in the last years. 

" I like you Jake " You murmured, holding his back tighter.

The captivating sound of your voice matching what you just said made his heart skip in a beat. The feeling was overwhelming, he could never have denied his feelings towards you, his cock pounding in your tight cunt without stopping and a slight change in the angle made the tip of his cock hit that spongy spot inside you all the time, making you say his name as a prayer, your euphoria starting to form in the inside lower part of your stomach.

" I love you so much ma tìyawn " he gasped in your sensitive ear, making the two squirm at the confession.

He could feel he was near but he wanted you two to came together, his finger circling your clit rudely and his hips stuttering against yours is enough, your walls clinging so tightly that he only manages to bury deeper into you with one last thrust causes your vision to darken and his muscles to relax when your body trembles beneath him, when Jake groans your name tirelessly and fills you with his sperm hot and thick. His breath is heavily, and he buries his face into your neck, kissing there, enjoying the warmth of their sweaty and overworked bodies before rolling off over you with his slowly dripping sperm.

He lay in his back, now pressed against the soft moss of the forest, your eyes closing and Jake smiles pleased as you seem exhausted completely, he pulls his arms over your shoulder pulling you closer, and you are quick to nest your face against his chest, still bright. Your tail curling over his ankle when you fall asleep. And for a moment he doesn't know exactly what to do, so he decides to rest a little and then in the morning would handle the situation.

[thissying]

"Ahead of the 2014 Masters in Zandvoort you could predict Max was going to win. When Jos drove that race in 1993, I did the photography for sponsor Marlboro. At the time we wanted to arrange for a flag for the cooldown lap in case he won, which is what happened. Before the Gerlach turn we handed him the Dutch flag. Years later, we did the same with Tom Coronel. With the Masters Max took part in, I was like: I want him to be given a flag. I told Max beforehand that he should take into account that someone would hand him a flag. You would expect someone to say: 'I'd like to drive the race first, I'm not tempting fate.' Max's remark however was fairly simple. He thought it was fine, but within two seconds he added that he had to shift with his right hand and so wouldn't be able to hold the flag with that hand. So he had to be able to grab it with the left hand and he warned that the flag should not flutter into the engine's airbox. The moment someone says that, so young and to the point, you know it's someone who thinks about all the details." Frits van Eldik

Formule1 magazine

[bracketsoffear]

One Hundred Years of Solitude (Gabriel García Márquez) "It tells the multi-generational story of the Buendía family, whose patriarch, José Arcadio Buendía, founded the fictitious town of Macondo. Alongside the story of the Buendía family, there are an abundance of vignettes recounting both the everyday and the supernatural occurrences that shape the lives of the inhabitants of Macondo.

To be honest, it could be argued that there's a little of every entity here, from the Slaughter to the Flesh (The baby born with a pig's tail comes to mind…), but the word Solitude isn't in the title for nothing, it is the most dominant theme in the book. Macondo gets founded in the remote jungles of the Colombian rainforest. Isolated from the rest of the world, the Buendías grow to be increasingly solitary and selfish. Throughout the novel it seems as if no character can find true love or escape the destructiveness of their own egocentricity, and even if they find one it will end in tragedy in one way or another.

Many characters end up isolated from the rest of the world and each other in several different ways. There are several examples that I think would fit the Lonely, like Rebeca, who starts as a semi-feral child who's unable to comunicate with her adoptive family because of a language barrier and ends as a bitter old woman who ends her days self-isolating from everything and everyone by choosing to live in seclusion on her mansion after the untimely death of her husband, keeping her family outside at gunpoint when they try to reconnect with her. There's also how the patriach of the family goes insane and is tied to a chestnut tree like a dog until his death. There's Coronel Aureliano Buendía, who shuts himself in his room making gold fish out of coins that he then sells for more coins to make into more gold fish. And just… so many more examples of characters living and dying in sheer loneliness either because of tragic circumstances or by their own choice. And then there's the ending.

"(…)because races condemned to one hundred years of solitude did not have a second opportunity on earth.""

Cipher in the Snow (Jean Mizer Todhunter) "It's a short story about a boy who asks to get off the school bus and keels over dead in the snow for no discernible reason; it then follows the teacher who has been asked to write the obituary because apparently he was the kid's favorite teacher despite having practically no idea who he is. He can't find ten people who know the kid well enough to go to the funeral and it's implied that his death was just because of loneliness. The story was later made into a short film in 1973 and, despite the main conflict/emphasis of the film being on the neglect of his parents and teachers, it wound up being used as an anti-bullying PSA for many students because apparently nothing says "be nice to your peers" like "if your parents don't love you enough you might just spontaneously kick the bucket"."

[hirik0]

You always meet twice part 2

part 1

Soap/Ghost

Fly to Las Almas 2022, 48h till Graves betrayal

Ghost is staring at the wall of the plane, the only sound he hears are the engines. He can't sleep his mind racing over the fact that he meets someone from a live he had long forgotten. How big are the chances even, to meet a close friend of his dead brother again. How big are the chances he even remebers someone you only seen twice? Should he thank him for influencing Tommy to not drop out of school? Should he tell him that Tommy is dead? Does Soap even rember Tommy or Simon? It should not matter honestly, so why is he thinking so much about it? Maybe it's just because it's also falling at the same time with returning to Mexico that he's even thinking about his life before Roba. The nights he spend looking after Tommy are honestly the best memories he has with him. Not stained or ruined by the presses of their father, not poisoned by Tommys year long fight with addiction. Back in the day he hated it but now this are his most important memories of his littel brother besides him being a dad to Joseph. With Soap, with Johnny back in his life by pure coincident its just logical he thinks more about Tommy. He gets pulled out of his head by Soaps head falling against his shoulder.

Las Almas runway, 42 h till Graves betrayal

They are waiting for the ramp to go down so they could rendezvous with Coronel Vargas and Sergeant Major Parra to take down Hasan. Ghost is going in to full mission mode, otherwise the thoughts about Tommy would just be a risk to the mission. They walk down the ramp and are greater by Vargas. He let's Soap do the talking, Soap talks enough for both of them anyway.

"Alejandro", Soaps greats the man.

"Sergeant MacTavish", Alejandro retorts the greating.

"Call me Soap."

"Lieutenant.. Laswell told me they call you Ghost.", Alejandro is focusing his attention to Ghost

"Actually, I believe he prefers to be..", trys to say but Ghost cuts him of not wanting to know what the fuck Soap thinks he would prefer to be called. So Soap is still a trouble maker just like the night he had to carry him away from the drug dealers in that shady club.

"That will do", Ghost shouts maybe a bit to aggressive, but Alejandro is just smiling at them.

"Welcome to the city of souls" Alejandro says before the walk to the first of the 3 jeeps waiting in line.

"I've nerver been to Mexico", Soap offers as a bit of small talk.

"This is not Mexico... this is Las Almas." Ghost don't like the sound of this, rembering that he was told something similar about the city the Zaragoze cartel ruled. He read in the file they have a problem with a cartel here to, but the similarty with Roba makes him uneasy.

"Shepards contractors are inbound to reinforce. They bringing hardware, they'll need room.", Ghost explains, not really liking Graves beeing involved in this. They worked together in the past and skill and discipline is not the problem, but Graves attitude. He just can't stand him, for a reason he refuses to put a finger down. He's reminding him of Vernon.

"My base is your base", Alejandro assures them at the news. And a uneasy feeling is spreading in Ghost at this, as if this sentence is a bad omen. He's reasured Price several times it's fine for him to return to Mexico and now he's acting like a superstitious fool, great, really great.

"Good. Now where is Hasan?", Ghost ask to push past the feelings that tell him that thinks will go to shit. Buisness let's talk buisness. "Cartel safe-house, ten clicks from here", the Coronel explains before walking to the passenger door, Soap walks around the car to sit behind the driver so Ghost will sit behind Alejandro. "Get in." Alejandro signals his man to get ready to move "C'mon let's move!"

Alejandro is interducing their driver: "That's my second in command Sergant Major Rudolfo Parra." Ghost is suprised that the second in command is not in a other car, but stays silence.

"Tengo miedo de los fantasma", Rudy awkwardly jokes at least Ghost thinks it's a joke.

"You know Spanish?" Alejandro ask not sure if Rudys comment landed or even understood by the two brits in the car. "No", Soap answers. Not by choice Ghost thinks staying silent, no need too bring up a long dead drug lord. "You will", Alejandro reassures them, with a grin.

Las Almas base, 36 h before Graves betrayal

Ghost lays on the bed trying to rest before they go to the villa of El Si Nombre to figure out where Hasan is, they also jumped from a cliff and had a unplaned swim. But he's irritated by Soap being so friendly with all the shadows. Soap is friendly to everyone atleast he got this impersion ay Al Mazah. I'm just projecting my need to protect Tommy on Soap, he can take care of himself, Ghost reasures himself. He had to walk out a room to not just pick Soap up to stop his conversation with Graves, childish and emberressing. They are allies, no need to step on toes because he is involuntary walking down memory road. He knows sleep will not come to him, but he still trys to even get in a littel rest atleast. He falls in to a restless slumber, his brain mixing the past and the now together. Soap, Gaz and Price laying in puddels of their own blood on the floor dead, Robas face turning in to Graves, Tommy asking in Soaps voice why this had to happen, Joseph telling him to not trust somebody, they are a bad person. When is alarm is going of he just wants to puke his guts out. "Fucking hell", he curses into the room, feeling like a group of elefants walked all over him at least twice. Not sleeping would have be a better choice. Maybe Price was right with his concerns of him returning to Mexico, but its to late now he has to do his job and he'll.

The next unexpected think that happens is Rudy asking him if they can talk and leading him away to a more private spot away from the others. A nice dark corner that will hide both of them. "So I heared rumors you are the one that destroyed the Zaragoze cartel, alone", Rudy says and Ghost eyes widen in shock not thinking someone would mention this part of his past. "Yes", he presses the answer through his theeth. "You okey hermano? The situations are pretty similar. Maybe besides the taking prisinor part El Sin Nombre don't really does that", Rudy asks, clearly checking if Ghost will be able to carry out the mission. "It's fine Rudy, I can do my job." Their talk is interuped by Soap laughing at something Graves says as they walk past their dark corner and for a short moment Ghost thinks he hears Joseph's voice again. "Oh and Ghost thank you, Roba was a danger to all of Mexico, you really did us a favour", Rudy ends their talk after Graves and Soap can't be heared anymore.

He is at his sniper spot watching Soap, naive trusting Soap get in the villa of a dangerous drug lord they dont even have a face of, the only one helping him on the insite Alejandro. He cant shoot shit from here, so he has to hope everythink will go as planed from Graves. Its petty to hate the plan because its from Graves he knows that, but the misttrust he feels towards Graves is growing and he dont know why. They worked before together and he never before feeled like this, what is so diffrent here. Is it the american missels they are hunting down? Is he paranoid after his one and only mission in Mexico before. But if it is would being in Mexico again the distrust towards Rudy and Alejandro and not fucking Graves? Fuck, he needs to focus on the mission no time for doubt, doubt will kill all of them. Its probably nothing, hes just haunted by memories of people long dead. "Dont trust him, uncel Simon", Joesphes voice is reminding him, a shiver is running down his spine. Who, who is not to trust? Is this is subconscious telling him something is off? He thinks about the files he read, the information he thought were important, the ones he deamed unimportant, the ones he thought are just there for the higher ups, the few thinks that got blacked out. Nothing, just the nagging feeling that the involvement of Shadow Company to avoid some of the red tape is slowly becoming a red flag. Maybe Price is right and he needs to actual take leave and not just do leg work for Kate so he can 'relax'. "This is stupid", he mouths with out making a sound, not wanting to give Graves a heads up that he thinks something is of, if its not just his paranoia. Hes relieved when Alejandro tells him the real part of the mission is finally starting so the only think he will think about for a while is dont die, kill this person, hide in this shadow.

24 h till Graves betrayl

An old oil rack, he hates this, he really hates this. But they need to get the fucking missels back. He goes over the files in his room, when somebody is knocking. Alejandro is entering his room having a concerned look on his face. "Something the matter?", Ghost askfelling how is insites feel like the are getting filled with insects. "I dont like this mission", Alejandro just say. Ghost nods so he is not the only one feeling something is of, relive over not going insane is spreading through him. "Something is of", Ghost agrees, vaguely to not give away to much. "I have a save house, its an old barn or atleast it looks like it", Alejandro says before giving Ghost a folded piece of paper. A prove of trust, Ghost appreciates it. "Lets hope Im wrong. Dont like how Graves is acting on base. Fucking gringo.", Alejandro says shaking his head. "Worked with Graves before, but this feels not like the other times", Ghost confirms the suspicion they both have, Alejandro just nots. "Oh and Ghost this is need to know, no telling Rudy and absolutely no telling Soap. Soap is to friendly with the Shadows and Graves." "Its how Soap is big simle friendly to everyone, the Captian hand picked him", Ghost half heartedly defents Soap, his personal feeling are irrelevant. "If you say so. Its just his interactions with Graves. Rudy knows of the house too but dont want to concern him. He already hates the oil rake think and that he stays behinde. No need to make him worry more", Alejandro just states and Ghost nods along. "You're close, Rudy and you", Ghost shares his observation. "Childhood bestfriends", Alejandro just ofers as information. Ghost raises a eyebrow at this, thats not what he observed but he could be wrong not having best friend in his childhood thanks to his dad. He burns the paper when hes sure he can recall ilthe information it even after waking up.

Oil rake, 2 hours till Graves betrayl

The weather is shit, a bit ironic a brit complainign about bad weather. But being on the fucking ocean, in a rain storm, not his cup of bad weather. But they finished the mission watching how the missel is destroying the rake. He watches Soap looking with big eyes like a child in a candy shop at the explosion. The aww on Soaps face even lets Ghost smile. Cute, what the fuck is he thinking oh god, stop. Soap is not cute, thinks that Soap does are not cute, this is a dangerous way of thinking, to human. Hes a husk, Ghost dont do feelings Simon does and Simon is drowning in the shadows of his dark past. So why the fuck does it feels like Simon is slowly clawing his way out? Oh fuck, they need over an hour back to the shore, nothing to do distract him. Fuck, fuck fuck. He somehow made it back to shore focusing on the talking of the others, shoving Simon back down in the dark lake to not reapear, but this is just a short term solution, he needs to talk to Price when they are back and a vacation, holly fuckin shit he willingly takes a vacation, thinks are bad. Price will get him a psych evaluation. He gets in the car with Soap and Alejandro happy to get a way from Graves for a while. Tomorow they would fly back to the UK and he hopefully just was a paranoid idot the hole time. The hole drive he and Alejandro share woried glances. The feeling of doom is spreading through Ghost. Jesus, maybe ne needs a this pysch evaluation when they are back. This is not like the mission about Roba, they still need to find another missel, but they will atleast leave fucking Mexico. They are holding in front of the base gates he shares one last look with Alejandro, seeing that the Coronel also is tensing. Something is wrong, even Soap who was naping most of the car ride is picking up that something is wrong. Ghost again hears Josephs waring before every think goes to shit. Alejandro captured, Soap shot at and both of them on the run. The save house proves to be a valuable information now. He just needs a car and get there. Hes nearly at the church, just slited the throat of a Shadow when he hears Soap over the only free line he found. Change in plan getting Soap to safty and then get the fuck away from here.

[sophiewagentje]

I often don’t agree with Tom Coronel but I’m so glad Nyck has people like this around him to support him now… I mean they weren’t this hard on Pierre at rbr, at least he could race till the summer stop

[sixdegreesofbali]

The sprint format this week is so weird... What do you mean we have a race on Saturday and a quali after?? No, Mikey that is so no not right!

Tom Coronel had the best suggestion imo: - Friday 2 FP's - Saturday sprint quali + sprint race - Sunday race quali + main race

Though I guess that again leaves the issue of F1 wanting to attract bigger crowds on Friday's...

You know what, screw sprint weekends. They make no sense.

[touringcarsnet]

Touring Cars news: https://www.touringcars.net/2023/05/john-filippi-controls-reverse-grid-race-at-spa-francorchamps-for-victory

John Filippi controls reverse-grid race at Spa-Francorchamps for victory

Comtoyou Racing’s John Filippi claimed a lights-to-flag victory in the second TCR Europe / TCR World Tour race at spa-Francorchamps, heading BRC Racing’s Norbert Michelisz and Comtoyou team-mate Tom Coronel.

https://www.touringcars.net/2023/05/john-filippi-controls-reverse-grid-race-at-spa-francorchamps-for-victory

#TCREurope, #TCRWorldTour

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[slow-button-off]

Tim Coronel believes Max may want to race for ferrari one day .

Sure who wouldn't. But,

I hate how many times this same sentence has been repeated by so many people

God it boils my blood. Maybe bcuz of the fact that half of them believe he'll 'change' how the team functions w his strategies, father's influence or the way he wont listen to them at all ( what a joke ) or Maybe bcuz some just talk shit abt charles while saying this. UGH

Oh how badly i need and want charles to become champion w us. I need it SOON

Sorry this is kind of like a rant.

I think that comment was more about drivers in general wanting to drive for Ferrari just for the sake of it. And Max does have a good relationship with seemingly most of the team.

I really do not think that he would've helped this Ferrari of 2022. They already can't deal with pressure.

Anyway, it always has to fit the team and this Ferrari rn needs more help from within than shit from stuff said to the public.

I'm convinced that Charles will get there and he'll have made the team better for it.

[gpfansnl]

Kijk eens aan 😲

[brookstonalmanac]

Events 11.1 (1900-1950)

1897 – Italian Sport-Club Juventus is founded by a group of students of Liceo Classico Massimo d'Azeglio. 1905 – Lahti, the city of Finland, is granted city rights by Tsar Nicholas II of Russia, the last Grand Duke of Finland. 1911 – World's first combat aerial bombing mission takes place in Libya during the Italo-Turkish War. Second Lieutenant Giulio Gavotti of Italy drops several small bombs. 1914 – World War I: The first British Royal Navy defeat of the war with Germany, the Battle of Coronel, is fought off of the western coast of Chile, in the Pacific, with the loss of HMS Good Hope and HMS Monmouth. 1914 – World War I: The Australian Imperial Force (AIF) departed by ship in a single convoy from Albany, Western Australia bound for Egypt. 1916 – In Russia, Pavel Milyukov delivers in the State Duma the famous "stupidity or treason" speech, precipitating the downfall of the government of Boris Stürmer. 1918 – World War I: With a brave action carried out into the waters of the Austro-Hungarian port of Pula, two officers of the Italian Regia Marina sink with a manned torpedo the enemy battleship SMS Viribus Unitis. 1918 – Malbone Street Wreck: The worst rapid transit accident in US history occurs under the intersection of Malbone Street and Flatbush Avenue, Brooklyn, New York City, with at least 102 deaths. 1918 – Western Ukraine separates from Austria-Hungary. 1922 – Abolition of the Ottoman sultanate: The last sultan of the Ottoman Empire, Mehmed VI, abdicates. 1928 – The Law on the Adoption and Implementation of the Turkish Alphabet, replaces the Arabic alphabet with the Latin alphabet. 1937 – Stalinists execute Pastor Paul Hamberg and seven members of Azerbaijan's Lutheran community. 1938 – Seabiscuit defeats War Admiral in an upset victory during a match race deemed "the match of the century" in horse racing. 1941 – American photographer Ansel Adams takes a picture of a moonrise over the town of Hernandez, New Mexico that would become one of the most famous images in the history of photography. 1942 – World War II: Matanikau Offensive begins during the Guadalcanal Campaign and ends three days later with an American victory. 1943 – World War II: The 3rd Marine Division, United States Marines, landing on Bougainville in the Solomon Islands, secures a beachhead, leading that night to a naval clash at the Battle of Empress Augusta Bay. 1944 – World War II: Units of the British Army land at Walcheren. 1945 – The official North Korean newspaper, Rodong Sinmun, is first published under the name Chongro. 1948 – Athenagoras I, Ecumenical Patriarch of Constantinople, is enthroned. 1949 – All 55 people on board Eastern Air Lines Flight 537 are killed when the Douglas DC-4 operating the flight collides in mid-air with a Bolivian Air Force Lockheed P-38 Lightning aircraft over Alexandria, Virginia.

[carformula1]

Verstappen rips tension out of F1 battle Dutch racing driver and F1 pundit To... #usa #uk #ireland

[motorsportverso]

Resultado TCR Word Tour Hungria race 1

Top 10

1-168-Helacher-Link Co 03 TCR-Cyan Racing Link Co-13 Laps

2-129-Gerolami-Honda Civic Type R TCR(FK9)-ALM Motorsport

3-196-Azcona-Hyundai Elantra N TCR- BRC Hyundai N Squadra

4-155-HUA-Link Co 03 TCR-Cyan Racing Link Co

5-122-Vervisch-Audi RS3 LMS TCR-Audi Sport Team Comtoyo

6-105-Micheliz-Hyundai Elantra N TCR-BRC Hyundai N Squadra

7-112-Urrutia-Link Co 03 TCR-Cyan Racing Link Co

8-111-Bjork-Link Co 03 TCR-Cyan Racing Link Co

9-22-Pauwels-Audi RS3 LMS TCR-Comtoyo Racing

10-34-Coronel-Audi RS3 LMS TCR-Comtoyo Racing

[pjvmartinsphotography]

AIA - TCR Europe Apr 2023

TCR Europe, Race - 1

Team: Comtoyou Racing

Driver: T CORONEL

Car: Audi RS 3 LMS II

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