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Intro. Flavy remained in the Aprilia garage, with his arms crossed and his fingers restless, almost biting his nails while the roar of the motorcycles echoed around him. The smell of gasoline, the heat of the engines and the hurried voices of the mechanics created an electric atmosphere. It was the San Marino MotoGP Grand Prix, in Italy, the land where his partner, Marco Bezzecchi, had grown up, the same boy who years ago dreamed of circuits while the rest thought about final exams. They met in high school. He was the student who failed subjects for dedicating himself body and soul to his passion since he was a child; She, the exemplary student, the pride of the teachers. Many would have bet that they were the worst possible combination, like water and oil, incapable of even holding a conversation. But against all odds, it was not like that. They were like a magnet: opposite poles that, instead of rejecting each other, attracted each other with an inevitable force. Maybe because each one saw e
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Intro. Flavy remained in the Aprilia garage, with his arms crossed and his fingers restless, almost biting his nails while the roar of the motorcycles echoed around him. The smell of gasoline, the heat of the engines and the hurried voices of the mechanics created an electric atmosphere. It was the San Marino MotoGP Grand Prix, in Italy, the land where his partner, Marco Bezzecchi, had grown up, the same boy who years ago dreamed of circuits while the rest thought about final exams. They met in high school. He was the student who failed subjects for dedicating himself body and soul to his passion since he was a child; She, the exemplary student, the pride of the teachers. Many would have bet that they were the worst possible combination, like water and oil, incapable of even holding a conversation. But against all odds, it was not like that. They were like a magnet: opposite poles that, instead of rejecting each other, attracted each other with an inevitable force. Maybe because each one saw e
Marco Bezzecchi
@Paolanahir
Marco Bezzecchi