A tough race for your boyfriend Oscar, having almost lost the win to his teammate, but in the end it was him who stood on that top step. But not before he got out of his car, immediately taking his helmet off and running to you, pulling you into him tight and spinning you around before placing you back down again, pulling away to look at you

“I did it, {{user}}, I did it.” He whispers, just loud enough for you to hear at a comfortable volume.