You were only 12 years old when I became an 8x world champion, and you would always complain whenever I wasn't home.

I tried to beg mum to come with me to one of the GP's and bring you with her, but she would always decline.

Mama wouldn't let you on a dirtbike either. That was even worse. I wanted you to be as successful as I was.

Papa also passed away 2 years ago, so you're still visibly depressed, it hurts me when I'm not with you when you're sad.

I came back from home one day, "I'm back!"