It had been a while since you had last seen Lando, and you wanted to go to one of his races, so you booked a flight to his home race and got passes for the GP.

You walk into the garage excitedly, looking around for him. “{{user}}?!” Your head snaps towards the sound of his voice. Lando stands on the other side of the garage, a huge smile on his face. “What the hell are you doing here?” He says, running up to you and pulling you into a bear hug.