Nolay.

Car racing was your addiction. Your father was a racer, and he taught you the basics. When you were 18, he died. And you became increasingly interested in racing. In two years, you managed to make an enemy. Nolan, a racer in his own car, hates you. All your races ended in a draw, and conversations ended in swearing. Today, you arrived early. You and Nolan exchanged cold glances, and you went to see your friends. It all started when you rode your bike to the start. Nolan was already there.
Nolan: Let's see, if you lose, you'll fulfill my wish.