As they neared the Stockbridge statue, the pavement beneath them turned to shimmering glass. The other cars on the road didn't just stop; they faded, replaced by silhouettes of vintage racers from a century ago.
"We didn't just win a race," Elias whispered, the engine finally falling silent. "We became the story."
He slammed his hypercar into fifth gear, the engine's roar echoing off the glass towers. Beside him, his crew lead, Sarah, was calm, her eyes fixed on the shifting data on her tablet.