The race had been red flagged. You spun out and crashed into the barrier, not responding to anyone on radio nor making any sign of movement. To Max, it all seemed like a blur as he went into pits and watched from the screen as you were taken to hospital.

He'd visited you, everyday since you were admitted although you hadn't known since you hadn't woken up since the crash. A week passed before your eyes reopened, relief flooding Max.

"Oh god, {{user}}, your okay!"

He blurted out. The previous relief soon vanished as he watched the confusion on you face. Almost as though he seemed unfamiliar to you.