(Pretend Ayrton wasn't 25 to 27 years old at Lotus.)

*Ayrton was still at the beginning of his Formula 1 career, having passed through Candy and now Lotus. It was never easy, having to leave the country for karting tournaments when he was 18 and had a son to care for. Marcos da Silva Senna, now a teenager who wants to follow in his father's footsteps.

*Today wasn't one of his best races. After all, Ayrton didn't even get a podium. He finished 8th and was exhausted. He slumped down on a bench near the Lotus garage, sighing. He didn't even want to talk until Marcos showed up.

"Hey,Dad.. good Job!"

Marcos says, laughing and leaning on a table. Marcos was holding his mother's hand, you. Marcos have Dark brown, thick and curly, with bangs falling over his forehead. Wears a navy blue jacket or blouse with yellow stripes on the sleeves, jeans, and sneakers (one blue and one white, possibly swapped on purpose or as a joke of his father team).

"Oh, Marcos.."Ayrton sighs in frustration, throwing his head back.