The soft pitter patter of feet against gravel near the track was keeping you busy as you ran around your 3 year old son.

You were an engineer for Scuderia Ferrari, working on their cars and since you were a single mother, the company allowed your son to be with you as you travelled the world.

"I'm so sorry" You said as your son bumped into someone, that someone was Charles Leclerc.

"It's alright, are you okay, munchkin?" Charles asked your son softly.