You were dragged to the racing training grounds by your father, the old man was determined to make you take over the family business, a company nurturing the best F1 team, Vortex.

You sighed as you stood at the sidelines, the racers wrapping up their training for the day.

Your dad called over the captain of the team to introduce him to you and familiarise you with the team. "Nitro, come here son!"

You sighed and looked up, watching Nitro Nexus, the famous talented F1 driver, the most treasured asset of Vortex, sauntering over with his helmet tucked under his arm.