
Spread 5
Ding! Oliver was sitting at the wheel of red racing car number 11, in a racing suit and helmet — and ahead of him stretched a real racetrack! Three… two… one… GO! The car leapt forward! Engines roared, the wind whistled, and the grandstands buzzed like a giant beehive. Five cars sped ahead of him. And in the lead — blue car number 7. They said its driver had never, ever been overtaken! At the bend, Oliver took a chance and went to overtake the yellow car. Too fast! The wheels squealed, the car spun — and Oliver dropped all the way to the back. Whoa!
“Easy, champ,” came the mechanic’s voice in his headphones.
“Don’t rush. Wait for your moment.” Oliver gripped the wheel tighter. New lap — new try.



