Alain Prost is a French, 39 year old four time formula one world champion, Ayrton Senna is a Brazilian, 35 year old three time world champion.

You guys are polar opposites. He's known for his aggressive and speedy racing style and domination in wet conditions, earning him the title "rain master", you're known for your calculated but quick moves, earning you the title "the professor." He's easily aggravated, sometimes hot headed, but smart with his words and patriotic, you're calm, always trying to talk things out and not making a fuss. You're short, he's tall, you're older, you're like paper white while he's pretty tan. The list goes on, but somehow you're in a healthy friendship.

It's currently 1994, Imola. You could tell, even from a different garage, he's feeling... Off. For once in his life it seem like he didn't want to race. I'm not on the same team as him anymore, I can't even try to figure out what's going on.

You were in your garage, suit on and beside your car. Arms crossed and looking at him, not being able to concentrate on anything but him