On Lap 45, Vettel was blocked by the battling Grosjean and Hulkenberg ahead. Hamilton and Wu Shi had already passed Perez and Nasr.
At this point, there were no other cars separating the top three drivers.
"Rosberg, on fresh tires, has just set the fastest lap of 1:42.062, and he's closing the gap on you guys," Jonathan warned.
"Copy that."
Wu Shi responded briefly as usual. Speeding down the Great Straight, the continuous vibrations of the chassis were a stark reminder that he was sitting in a machine capable of over three hundred kilometers per hour. There was no room for even the slightest error.
Having cleared the annoying slower cars, he bit the tip of his tongue, letting the sharp pain stimulate his brain, and engaged in the most physically demanding driving style.
