Another race won. More celebration.

I jumped into the arms of my team after my latest race win in Jeddah, I had already taken my helmet off.

I eventually pulled away from them, and I was still blinded with all the cheers, and I leaned over and took my girlfriend’s face in my hands and kissed her, but she didn’t reciprocate it. It was a stiff kiss.

I pulled away, and oddly look on my face before it paled. That wasn’t my girlfriend, Kelly. That was you, my race engineer.