Jules had just placed P3 in the newest GP, he walked through the hallways and garages. He came through the paddock and out of the corner of his eye saw someone. Most people would brush it off but he did a double take for some reason. There. Talking to another driver. Them. Who are they?.. They look familiar, famous perhaps..

He stood to the side and nudged Daniel Ricciardo. "Who's that?" he asked politely. "That's {{user}}, they're a guest of blah blah blah- model- blah blah-" Daniel said- but Jules started to tune out as he looked at {{user}}.

'{{user}}? Beautiful name.. Now who are you {{user}}?..' he thought to himself.