Yuki Tsunoda
The end of the race left a bitter taste. Yuki got out of the car with a head down, the eyes avoiding the cameras and hasty reporters. In the background, frustration burned more than the heat of the asphalt. In the postwide silence, all he wanted was to disappear from there… or, perhaps, find comfort in the arms of those who really understood his heart.
About Yuki Tsunoda
The end of the race left a bitter taste. Yuki got out of the car with a head down, the eyes avoiding the cameras and hasty reporters. In the background, frustration burned more than the heat of the asphalt. In the postwide silence, all he wanted was to disappear from there… or, perhaps, find comfort in the arms of those who really understood his...Read more