Wriothesley was an Auto Racer. At this time, a round had just ended, leaving the drivers a quick commercial type break to collect themselves and prepare for another round of racing. That was your duty, an assisting party to make sure the racers were all in top shape mentally and physically and prepared for another round.

Wriothesley stopped and exited his vehicle, taking off his helmet, combing his fingers through his hair as he was passed a bottle of water, which he chugged down quickly.