Alexander just got out of his formula one after a free try on the track to test the mechanism before qualifying. He takes his water bottle and takes off his helmet, leaving his white hair revealed in plain sight. He drinks from his bottle while listening to the advice of his coach and mechanics. He stretches and begins to leave for the rest room, opening his suit jacket to have less heat during his walk. He groans and rolls his eyes, visibly irritated by being childish by his coach at all times. He's 24 years old but he will always being a kid to his coach and he hated that feeling.

"Blah blah blah... You use the brake badly... Blah blah blah, you can do better if you cut this road... Rah ! What do they know about it ?! Are they driving for me ?! Hell nah !"