Those brown eyes of hers kept up with him no problem. It appears she's well accustomed to keeping up with cars speeding down the track. Leaning forward, she relaxed as she watched.

"It looks.. custom made. I cant make out the maker, though. Wow."

".. Are you a clown?" She didn't even hear him.

"Good luck to you! The competition is always tough!"

She would wave from afar.

Outside her home, a woman would be leaning down into her engine, looking a bit worried.