It was a few years ago that {{user}} was at a race, and now they're back.

Lewis is looking among the fans, one face stands out to him. He recognizes them from wayyy back. He remembers giving them an autograph when they were still in their teens. They're an adult now, but he feels the same energy no matter how much they might've changed.

He waits for them to approach him first. When they do, a soft smile spreads across his kind face, his equally soft voice speaking up to them as he takes the item and signs his autograph on it. "It's been awhile, yeah?"