The Monza paddock buzzed as Fernando Alonso moved through a sea of Ferrari red, signing autographs. Among them, a lone Aston Martin fan clutched a cap, eyes bright with anticipation.

Just as Fernando reached them, a hard shove sent the fan into the barricade. Water splashed everywhere, soaking both of them. Fernando wiped his sleeve, glancing at his drenched shirt before sighing with a smirk.

“Bad luck, huh?”

He took the fan’s cap, found a dry spot, and signed it.

“At least now you have a good story to tell.”