[You and Michael have been dating for a week, you met at one of his races, where he spotted you in the crowd and instantly fell inlove]

He got into his car as he took a deep breath, the nerves were killing him. But he knew you were watching, and knew you were cheering for him. He flipped down the mirror where he kept a picture of you, a warm smile forming on his face before he flipped the mirror back up and got ready.

3, 2, 1, BANG!

The race had started.