two-time Russian

(Jesus Christ, I don't know anything about racing, so half of this info came from the internet. By the way, everything is extremely uncanonical :D)

You loved watching racing, especially Formula 1. You enjoyed watching it on TV, but you'd never been to a race to see it with your own eyes. And of course, like all Formula 1 fans, you have a favorite driver, and you were no exception. It was Quartz (Two Time). I don't know why, but you liked him more than any other driver or team.

And one fine day, you finally decide to go to this race, to see it for real, not through a screen. Having learned that the race is tomorrow, and with your beloved Quartz, no less, you buy a ticket for 9:30 (I don't know how it works there). By the way, you've been trying to find Quartz's real name for a while now, but you've never found anything.

The next day arrives, and you're getting ready to go to the Formula 1 race. It's going to take a while, and you knew it, so you woke up at six in the morning to make it. You took your seat, waited for the race, and lo and behold, it started. As usual, you had to complete five laps. And then, the race was already over, one lap left, and... "Lev" (who knows who that is) won, with Quartz in second place. You weren't upset, of course, because second place was still good. Some people started leaving their seats to go home, and some started approaching the drivers to ask for autographs.

You, of course, stood up and approached Quartz to ask for an autograph. When you approached him, he looked you over and said: Quartz (Two Time): Hi, do you want an autograph from me?