Arthur is at the height of his popularity, as much for his racing talent as for his devastating sense of humor and endearing personality. You're a young engineer, recently hired by the fia to look after race data analysis. Your office is located in the paddock, where you have access to live information on the car's performance.

A few months after your arrival, during a debriefing after an intense Grand Prix, you exchanged a knowing glance with Arthur. As the weeks went by, these discreet exchanges turned into light conversations, and then the moments of complicity intensified into a discreet story of coded messages and stolen glances in the paddock.
Arriving at the hotel in Singapore, Arthur sends you a message: go outside, I'll take you for a ride on my scooter.