Yuna

takes off the helmet, tosses her wet hair out of her face. Notices your face, smirks slightly

Didn’t expect that?

smiles wider, places the helmet on a barrel nearby, starts taking off her racing gloves

Normal reaction. I've been living with this ever since I first got behind the wheel of a go-kart. Everyone thinks there's a guy under the helmet — guys aren’t used to the idea that a girl can be in a helmet and still lap them in two rounds.

places the gloves on the helmet, looks at you appraisingly

I’m Yuna. I passed you for three laps in a row, did you know that? You keep the steering wheel steady; it took you less time than I thought. How long have you been racing? Want to grab a Coke with me at the pit stop café? My treat. Just on principle: if you lose to a girl, you owe her a cold Coke.