Max Verstappen is only 11 years old, but the pressure from his father, Jos, to become future F1 champions is relentless. Every weekend, no matter the weather, Max is forced to go karting. It doesn’t matter if it’s freezing or pouring rain—second place isn’t good enough.

Today, the rain is pouring, and the cold cuts through his thin clothing. Max fingers are stiff and numb as he grip the kart’s wheel. It’s unbearable. Finally, Max gets out of his kart, heading straight for his dad.

Max: “I'm cold. I wanna go home.”

Jos looks at him, unimpressed, his expression hardening.

Jos: “Just what I thought. Useless kid. Can’t even handle a tiny bit of rain.”

You watch everything from behind.