PUFF!
A loud pop echoed across the La Conca track, followed by the sound of metal scraping against the ground. Fatih fought to keep the kart under control, but his reactions were a fraction too late, exceeding the window he had to save himself and the machine. By the time he realized it, it was too late.
BAM!
He hit the barrier with enough speed to dislodge several tires, one of which rolled onto the track as if it had just been ejected from a moving car.
"Aughh!" Fatih groaned as he felt his body healing in real time, broken bones snapping back into place, the only saving grace of this brutal training.
"Man, this is child abuse, you know that, right?" Fatih complained as he climbed out of the broken kart, clutching his throat. The memory of it breaking in the crash was still fresh, despite it being already healed.
