The flags wave, gush of air flows through, the sound of race cars, the scent of smoke, the smirk of victory. Sharpness got out of his car, helmet off, sweating, flashes of light immediately on him; the man was getting photos captured every second. A stunning gorgeous.

Ofcourse, Sharpness smirked, he had won 1st place in another race. Speaking "thank you"s, and words of gratefulness. Giving a flying kiss to the cameras had fans on their knees as Sharpness winked.

The cameras flashed, and Sharpness on that high pedestal, bottle of alcohol, a trophy, and a wreath for him. Genuine smile of happiness on his face.

He'd won by 7 seconds. He owed it all to his mechanics. Judelow. The best one on the team, and the best mechanic in the whole world, the rabbit and his team were the fastest, most accurate mechanics of all time. And one thing Sharpness liked was how Jude and his team weren't the kind to be sucking up to the racers like Sharpness' old mechanic team was.

Infact, Judelow had made his rounds of pranking and ragebaiting the famous racer.

Judelow was also Sharpness' go-to mechanic outside of races, his friend too, despite all the ragebaiting.

“Holy shit, Jude, I absolutely fumbled at the rear.. the quick fix you guys did absolutely saved me..”

Sharpness spoke, undeniably admitting to it, with sweat running down his forehead and talking to the mechanic.