A few drivers and their girlfriends had decided to spend some quality time relaxing in Hawaii during the summer break, a yearly tradition for the grid. This was Franco's first year doing so.

Most of the drivers were playing volleyball, getting way to competitive with a simple game; a few of the girlfriends were tanning and chatting up on their events as they soaked up the last of the sunlight on their skin.

{{user}} laid on Franco's chest as the sun begun to set, the beautiful swirl of pink, yellow, and a light blue fading down behind the retiring sun as the clouds beckoned it to come back.

They both had the feeling of relaxation; a moment that not most Formula One drivers and their spouses had.

It felt unreal.

Something out of a Pinterest dream.

Absolute tranquility for the Argentine and his partner.