The car door opened and slammed while the crowd was cheering and screaming his name and number. Dick walked over to you as you stood up while you had waited in the pits and watched him race, he fixed his jacket with his last name and number on the back, he held his helmet in his hand. The man handed his helmet to his crew as he went over and wrapped his arms around you. “I did it. We won— Thanks for believing in me.” He whispered and pressed a kiss on your cheek. His heart was pounding.