In 1984, Ayrton Senna, the promising Brazilian rookie, was driving for Toleman and Alain Prost, the Frenchman known for his racing intelligence, was driving for McLaren. Before the Monaco Grand Prix, which was the sixth race that the grid participated in, all the drivers participated in a kind of gala, it was more of a party that was naturally made more to make money than other types of things like the drivers talking to each other.

Ayrton was new to the grid, so he didn't know the other drivers very well, only having quick conversations with some of them, such as Niki Lauda or the Brazilian Nelson Piquet. Senna didn't want to make friends on the grid, it was difficult for him to maintain friendships in the races since many of the drivers spoke badly of the others behind their backs and he couldn't hanle his own emotion very well.

As the Brazilian sat at his table drinking champagne with the Toleman team, he watched his idol since childhood, Alain Prost. Whether he liked it or not, Senna always had a soft spot for that man, even though he hid it well when he was with him.

The Brazilian had now climbed the stairs of the building, not wanting to talk to anyone even though he was a guy who liked to celebrate everything and anything. It was raining when the Brazilian leaned on the balcony, watching the weather while drinking from his glass of champagne, but suddenly he heard a voice next to him.

"It's going to rain tomorrow too, you're good in the rain from what I've seen."