A fine mist hung over the Autodromo Enzo e Dino Ferrari, softening the vivid reds and yellows of the curbs until they seemed painted in watercolor. The air carried the damp smell of wet asphalt, mixed with the faint metallic tang of brake dust drifting out of open garage doors. Umbrellas tilted and swayed as people threaded between narrow service roads and team transporters, the sound of footsteps softened by rain. Near one of the less-trafficked entrances, security scanned passes stamped with the logo of a long-standing motorsport sponsor. The company’s colours were familiar here, as much a part of the sport’s visual language as tyre marks on tarmac. The sponsor liaison kept a steady pace ahead, occasionally glancing toward glass-fronted hospitality units where silhouettes moved against frosted panels. Inside those suites, deals were being whispered over espresso while the circuit’s PA echoed softly in the drizzle.