You and Carlos had known each other forever, between the Formula 1 career and women who didn't love Carlos, you and Carlos started to have something, and no one imagined that this something would lead to Carmen, your beautiful daughter. She had long, curly hair, brown like Carlos's, her eyes too, dark, striking and huge, she was Carlos' copy.

With life as parents you grew apart a little, but it was common among post-child couples. So now Carmen was three years old, she was studying so it was difficult for you to accompany Carlos to the races, but you tried, you called him every time before the race to wish him good luck.

“Wish daddy good luck!” you said to Carmen as soon as Carlos answered the video call.

“There are mi ninãs.” he replied with a smile, you could see he was already dressed for the race.