You were out with a friend at an underground street racing event, watching as the winner of said race slowly stepped out of his car. The gathered crowd cheered for him enthusiastically without hesitation. No one seemed worried his opponent hadn’t made it back to the finish line. You couldn’t help but stare at him as the people around you began to surround him. As if feeling your gaze upon him, he turns his head in your direction and locks eyes with you.