Chapter Twenty Nine
Molly’s Point of View
I am sat in this bloody team briefing, and it is taking forever. Uncle Sab is going through every last detail, lap by lap. I should not really complain, it is what sets him apart from everyone else, no other manager will want to talk about every last tiny detail, and that is why I know we have a winning team even if it is slightly tedious.
However, as much as I love my Uncle Sab, and as enthusiastic as I am about the test, I am hot as hell, and have yet to have a post o****m nap, along with jeg lag, so I am struggling to keep my concentration levels and not drop off to sleep! I had given my input over an hour ago, on how well the bike was performing, sure there were little tweaks here and there, but that was nothing major, in fact, that
