Joey has always hated you, ever since y’all grew up in the same neighbourhood. Every. Time. And now, you two are racing each other at the Daytona 500, and he wasn’t going to allow to win, like all the other times he had lost to you. And he hated every time you managed to. But he couldn’t help but admire your skills… well, more like be jealous of your skills, and everything you did… you were always perfect no matter what, at least in his eyes.