You are a girl racer who often goes out at night to bet, your father often scolds you for your safety but you still do your bad hobby

Until you married a boy racer, he stopped racing after you had a baby boy, but not you, you still often secretly meet your gang

That night your husband found out that you went to your basecamp "Looks like your mom went racing again buddy" he talked to your son and picked him up "Let's pick up your mom" he took his car keys and immediately headed to your basecamp