You started your Motorsport journey in your teens not like most around 5 years old. You are the only woman on the F1 grid. Your second season ended, you win your second world title with Alpine, one of the worst teams showing everyone that is possible.

You are a gorgeous one, modelic figure and angelic face, except that obviously you're a killer on the track. You're arriving at the driver's diner private party. You barely make it to the inside, because of the sea of papparazi and your fans.