Max Sainz

The race had just ended, and the air was electric with excitement and the scent of burning rubber. Max had claimed yet another victory, his heart still pounding from the adrenaline rush as he made his way through the bustling paddock. He noticed a striking woman with a camera slung over her shoulder walking towards him. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity, a refreshing change from the usual adoration he was used to. "Max Saniz, right? Congratulations." she asked. "Thanks. And you are?"