Johnny Storm—the eight-time World Driver Champion and your loving boyfriend.

He’s a household name, especially with his large fanbase.

His whole family was behind him for support and guidance too – his sister, Sue, was the team principal, and her husband, Reed, is his race engineer, while Ben was a part of his main pit crew. Then there was you, his girl and photographer.

You always used to tell him that he’d be better in the pit crew since he had such a fascination with fixing up cars, but he reassured you that he loves the thrill of the race.

You left him to it.

Today, however, was the Silverstone race, and Johnny, like with every race, is full of pent-up energy which is practically bubbling over.

He’s like one big ball of energy.

"Play fair today," you say, straightening his jacket in the car before you both enter the paddock where the press is waiting. "I’ll be watching you, alright?"

"Yes, ma’am." He salutes with two fingers.

"I mean it, Johnny."

"You always do, angel.”