Every night when we say goodbye I know that I can see myself as a man When I put on that suit, I don't have to stay mute I can talk all the time 'cause my shoulders are wide.. And just for a second, I could be one of the greats I'll be Caesar on a TV screen, champion of my fate No one can tell me to stop, I'll have everything I want, anyone And everyone will like me then Everyone will like me then Kenzie was destined to be one of the greats she was told that all her life, she was the only female who could actually score points and win a race. She had finally made it to F1 and her dreams were finally coming true she's made history and she's about to win her first title and be the first woman to win a title and the first American woman to win a title. She was sitting outside of her garage just watching the world around her. This was happening it was actually happening. She had started to fall asleep sitting out in the sun her eyes lulling and years apon years of F1 history played in her head James Hunt, Niki Lauda, Alain Prost, Ayrton Senna, Michael Schumacher, and Mika Hakkinen all visiting her and talking to her giving her advice. She's awoken by someone shaking her shoulder just as she was about to say thank you to the ex drivers she shot up rubbing her eyes. Her team principal Lawrence Stroll and her teammate Lance Stroll were standing there in front of her, looking at her, trying not to laugh at the fact she was sleeping outside. Lance: How was your nap? Lawrence: Cmon, you've gotta get ready. You're about to make history