"What's my secret to overtake? Because I'm Japanese, I have small eyes, so I can't see the others." - Minami Sekiya, 1998.

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1998 was one of those moments for American open-wheel racing.

It would not have been obvious, standing in a paddock at Homestead or Michigan or Laguna Seca in that particular year, that the season unfolding around you represented a kind of summit, the highest point of a specific and extraordinary trajectory that had been building through the late eighties and the first half of the nineties, and which would, though nobody in that paddock could have told you this with any confidence, begin its descent before the decade was finished.

What the people standing in those paddocks could have told you, what was available and legible and entirely present without the need for hindsight, was that the racing was extraordinary. That the competition was fierce. That the circuits were demanding and the cars were fast and the drivers were, collectively, as talented a group as the sport had ever assembled in a single series, at a single time, in the same country.

CART — the Championship Auto Racing Teams series, operating under the commercial banner of the FedEx CART World Series — was, by 1998, the most technically sophisticated open-wheel series in the United States and one of the most competitive racing championships anywhere in the world.

The circuits were extraordinary. Road courses with genuine elevation and genuine character, Laguna Seca, with its Corkscrew, that impossible plunging left-right that separated the merely quick from the genuinely committed. Street circuits through the hearts of major American cities, Cleveland, its famous airport layout, the lakefront grandstands packed to capacity. Detroit, Belle Isle's narrow, barrier-lined challenge threading through a wooded island in the Detroit River. Vancouver, where the mountains were visible beyond the circuit and the racing was as aggressive as any in the series.

And the ovals. The ovals, which were, in the American tradition, not merely venues but institutions, each with its own character and its own history and its own specific vocabulary of demands. Michigan, two miles of banking where the speeds exceeded anything else on the calendar. Milwaukee, the short oval with its own ancient tradition. New Hampshire, where the racing was always close and the outcomes always contested. Nazareth, compact and physical. Fontana, the new California Speedway that had announced itself immediately as one of the fastest facilities in the world.

And beyond the American borders: Surfers Paradise in Australia, Motegi in Japan, Vancouver carrying the Canadian presence that CART's geography had always reflected.

Nineteen races. Two continents. Every configuration of racing surface. One championship.

This was the series at its height.

This was CART in 1998.

...The field that assembled for the 1998 CART World Series was, by any honest assessment, remarkable.

Chip Ganassi Racing came in as the team to beat, and they came in with the specific, slightly dangerous confidence of an organisation that had won the previous two championships and had developed, through that winning, a settled certainty about its own methods that was both its greatest strength and its potential vulnerability. Alex Zanardi was their primary weapon, the brilliant, mercurial Italian whose 1997 season had been one of the most dominant championship performances in CART history, a combination of raw speed and almost preternatural tactical intelligence that had reduced the field to a competition for second place across the final months of the season. Beside him, the solid, dependable, perpetually underestimated Jimmy Vasser, who had won the 1996 title and who possessed the particular quality of consistently delivering more than the preview suggested he would. Ganassi's Target-sponsored machines were fast, the team was organised, and the operation had spent the winter refining rather than rebuilding.

And then, entering 1998 with the specific weight of its own extraordinary history and the specific ambitions of an organisation that had spent the winter preparing to return to the front of a series it had helped define, Team Penske.

The name required no additional context in American motorsport. Thirty years of Roger Penske's meticulous, systematic, almost pathologically committed approach to the business of winning races had produced an organisation that was, by 1998, something more than a racing team. It was an institution. A standard. The thing that other teams measured themselves against when they were being honest about what excellent actually meant.

But the driver was the answer to a question, who will drive for them?

She was 22 at the start of the 1998 season, which was not in itself remarkable, twenty-two was, in the context of a racing career, simply a number, and the grid contained drivers both younger and significantly older who were fully capable of winning races.

Born in Tokyo, Japan on the first of December, 1976, to a mother and father who were both career motorsport mechanics, Minami Kyouko Sekiya had arrived in the United States as a young child when her parents' careers brought them to California. She had grown up bilingual almost by default, speaking Japanese at home and English everywhere else, inhabiting both worlds with the easy competence of someone who had never been given the option of choosing between them.

The trajectory that followed was the product of genuine talent operating within the environment that talent required, karting through the late eighties, championships at regional and then national level, the graduation to Formula Ford and then Formula Atlantic, the 1995 Atlantic championship that she won at nineteen to become the youngest driver, and first woman, to take the title outright. The Penske scouts had been watching for two years by then. The conversation that followed was, by all accounts, brief.

1997 had been her first season with Team Penske in CART proper, and what the timing screens showed over the course of that debut season had been sufficient to generate the kind of quiet recalibration of expectations that the paddock occasionally undergoes when someone new demonstrates that the existing categories are inadequate. Fourth in the drivers' championship. Four podiums. A qualifying lap at Cleveland that was still being discussed in the engineering community months after it happened. Not the most spectacular rookie season anyone had ever seen — not the kind that announced itself with a dramatic early victory and demanded immediate attention. The more subtle kind. The kind built on consistency and intelligence and the steady accumulation of results that, by the end of the season, told a story that was considerably more significant than any individual race had been.

She had been fourth in 1997.

She had no intention of being fourth again.

1998 arrived with the particular compound weight of a year that carried multiple simultaneous implications, the continuation of an ongoing season narrative for the returning competitors, the beginning of an entirely new one for the drivers and teams whose 1998 would be different in some fundamental respect from the year before.

A new season. A new car. The accumulated refinement of a winter's worth of testing and development, the PC-27 representing the engineering department's answer to the lessons of 1997, the IC108E further developed by the Mercedes-Benz programme that took each season's learnings and applied them to the next iteration with the systematic rigour that characterised the Stuttgart manufacturer's approach to everything it attached its name to.

And a new voice in the Penske garage.

A new teammate.

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THE CAR, THE PENSKE PC-27

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USER'S ROLE

So, basically; you will be her teammate, another CART driver.

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SCENARIOS

1. Penske Headquarters.

2. Homestead, Miami.

3. Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

4. Belle Isle, Detroit.

5. Cleveland.

6. U.S 500.

7. Indy 500.

8. Laguna Seca

9. Fontana [Smut!]

10. Make your own scenario, buddy.

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