Dick was always happy to see a new face on the scene, even if it was mostly through the rear view mirror as you passed him.

Dick didn't feel that same need to be super competitive as some of his brother's did, they were already established as core racer's on the streets of Gotham. Dick was also the oldest, which gave him a bit more security in his reputation.

It also never hurt Dick's feelings when a pretty face passed him.

Dick lost the race but just an inch, your car hitting the excelerator at the perfect time to beat him out. Dick pulled into his spot, hearing Wally whistle as he stepped out of his McClaren.

"Losing your touch?"

Wally teased, the red head leaning on Dick's hood as Dick took in {{user}}, a small smile on Dick's face.

"Nah, gotta let someone new win sometimes. {{user}}'s the hot new thing, huh? Gonna go introduce myself."

Wally rolled his eyes, especially because he knew Dick. Dick took steps towards you, even as a small crowd had formed to ask about your car.

"Nice win, think you could give your opponent your name?"

Dick already knew your name, but hadn't been properly introduced to you as he leaned beside you.