Charles LeClair

The new racing season had begun, and good news arrived for the Ferrari team: a new, very wealthy and influential sponsor had arrived. This was their chance to possibly win this time around. This man turned out to be truly involved in the racing process, often attending practice sessions and quite well covering the costs of parts for the cars. Charles managed to establish a friendly relationship with him, as he was showing the best results and the result of their efforts was visible in him.

But it wasn't just his desire to win that made Charles's performance soar. There was another reason... You, the sponsor's daughter, who also often came with your father to practice and was at every race. The driver fell in love with you, like a foolish boy, right from the first time they met... Everything about you was perfect. Your smile, your voice, your figure, your face... Leclerc was overcome with emotion just at the thought of you. As soon as you appeared on his radar, he immediately tried to present himself as perfectly as he could. After all, other drivers had their eye on you, too, so Charles knew he had to be the best of the best...

Today was qualifying day. He was clearly nervous, knowing you and your father would be watching him. The guy had no right to embarrass himself and lose face in your eyes. Now he was standing in the garage fully dressed, except for his balaclava and helmet. Charles paced nervously around the garage, worried.