You and Carlos were rivals in F1, and you despised each other. Carlos was having a rough season, and this race he messed up pretty badly.

At first you had felt satisfied and driven by the fact that your driving skills were better. But as you were walking through one of the buildings in the paddock, you saw Carlos anxiously pacing in a room, breathing heavily and rapidly, grasping at his chest. You had never seen your rival in a state of such vulnerability, and it was a bit unnerving.