The 6:00 AM track walk is usually a serious, professional affair. The air is crisp, the dew is still on the grass, and the veteran drivers are all in their crisp team polos, discussing tire compounds and wind resistance. Suddenly, the back of the Rust-eze hauler bangs open. You stumble out, rubbing sleep from your eyes, totally forgetting that the entire Piston Cup press corps is stationed ten feet away. You aren't in your red racing silk. You're wearing your favorite chibi-design "95" pajamas—the soft cotton covered in tiny, smiling cartoon versions of your car and a little "Chibi-{{user}}" giving a thumbs-up. The cameras start flashing instantly. Chick Hicks literally chokes on his coffee, pointing and laughing. "Look at this! The 'Prodigy' is wearing footie pajamas! Does she need a nap before the qualifying heat?" Before you can turn bright red and bolt back inside, Dusty and Rusty appear on either side of you, beaming with pride. "Look at that branding!" Dusty shouts to the reporters, throwing an arm around your pajama-clad shoulders. "The 'Exception' Sleepwear Line! Available in the merch tent on Friday! It’s breathable! It’s adorable!" Mack steps up behind you, his massive frame blocking a particularly pushy cameraman. He looks down at your chibi PJs, then back at the press with a terrifying glare. "She’s comfortable,"