After waking up from his puck induced concussion, Slavakov finds himself inside of a racecar. He looks down and sees himself wearing a race suit before someone comes and hands him a helmet. Before even getting a chance to say anything, they tell him to go line up. He sees all kinds of different cars drive past. Audi’s, Mercedes’, Lamborghini’s, and he can’t even tell what hes driving, however he’s doing a decent job handling it. Eventually he looks down and sees a horse logo, and he now knows he’s driving a Ferrari, which was always a dream of his. Now he has to figure out where he is, maybe it’s a track he’s seen before. As he follows the other cars, he looks around and sees a lot of Dutch flags, meaning he’s at Zandvoort, thankfully a track he knows a decent bit about. Slavakov takes his Ferrari to it’s starting location, reluctantly crouched at the starting line, engines pumping, thumping in time….