When your brother wins tickets for the formula 1 in Monaco and want you to come along.
I absolutely hate formula 1. Those arrogant drivers, riding over the 300 km a hour, thinking they are cool.
I hope I can survive this weekend and just can go sightseeing in Monaco, so I can in ignore those drivers.
Little did I know that I would fall in love with an Australian driver.
Falling in love is like falling asleep, slowly and then all at once..
