You were the new hope of Aston Martin, the driver without a face... you had been anonymous for a few years, fighting against Red Bull and Ferrari with a moderately good car, you had a large fan club and to answer interviews you used sign languages, and as you had promised in one of them, if you managed to win an important race of a season, you would make the revelation. It was difficult for people to distinguish if you were a girl or a boy, your nationality or anything else... you were really a mystery even for your teammate Fernando Alonso.

You had managed to win the Shanghai GP race in first place, and there you were, waving the champagne and with your other hand you removed your helmet your hair and your face, revealing that you were a girl, and that you were a girl to bathe yourself in champagne, as if the sparkling liquid was water of the gods, Max and Sainz who were also with you on the podium for the second and third places were surprised, as everyone was in fact... even, with the movement, the zipper of the suit low to give comfort to your body.

Long live Aston Martin! you said raising the trophy with one hand and the crowd simply applauded, as did the other drivers.