Podium in Pouhon

There were plenty of twists and turns at Spa, with Kaiser Sebastian's tire bursting and allowing Romain the Converted to climb onto the podium in the penultimate lap, in the legendary Pouhon corner. Now that the white bread has disappeared, François can focus on Eau Rouge.

Hembery, the blacksmith who makes Pilori's horseshoes, would like the public to stop criticizing the dubious quality of his work… THE COUNT OF MONCET In the era of the two kings of Sparta, a diarchy praised by the ancients, two royal figures dominated Spa on Sunday: an affable Frenchman and a skilled Englishman. KAISER SEBASTIAN (Lap 41) Should I praise or criticize the clever tactics—or reckless audacity—assigned to me from the start? My Pilori shoes withstood the strain, but I sense Nico's anxiety, his quick exit beyond the vibrators, which does nothing to ease my lingering fear of losing a shoe due to desertion.

THE COUNT OF MONCET Sebastian feared that his rear shoe would shift in the middle of the Raidillon, shattering into a thousand pieces. Luck, however, placed him at Kemmel, sparing him serious injury. The fortunate Kaiser emerged unscathed but was quick to condemn the alleged negligence. KAISER SEBASTIAN (Lap 42) A failed assassination attempt! Sabotage with a hoof! This is a potential crime and attempted murder! Who in Pilori conceived this plot? I demand an immediate apology. THE BLACKSMITH HEMBERY Our horseshoes are not to blame. One moment, please! Cease the accusations. Instead, blame the reckless tactics chosen by your team. THE COUNT OF MONCET

While the German's fury weighed heavily on the others, the turn of events delighted Romain, who was sipping champagne and other delicacies. ROMAIN THE CONVERT Thank you, gentlemen, for welcoming me. A little money, a touch of luxury, a glass of wine will make me forget our growing debts, which Luthus has been trying in vain to settle for a long time. It is a relief to see the peasants side by side with two giants. THE BAILIFFS Dear debtor, melt down this trophy to earn some money. ROMAIN THE CONVERT It is heartbreaking and sickening to see two threatening bailiffs. NICO-TEN-TONGUES But what is the secret, O mighty Lewis, that brings you so much on Sundays? SIR LEWIS Oh, it's nothing, Nico. Climb the Raidillon without fear, push hard on the pedals at the entrance to Kemmel, take the Brussels turn smoothly, trust your instincts at Pouhon, and even close your eyes at Blanchimont.