If he were as skilled at driving, he wouldn't have needed Hera's help back then. The truth was, his driving left much to be desired, often placing him at the back of the pack compared to the other drivers.
This was also why he chose not to participate in the race with the others, opting instead to feign concern for his friend.
He was fully aware of his lackluster driving skills and wanted to spare himself the humiliation of being seen in such an embarrassing moment.
However, that didn't deter his passion for racing; he was determined to stay connected to it in any way he could.
"What do you think?" He turned to Hera, eager for her opinion. "And if you ever need to fly out for a race, I'll arrange a first-class ticket for you." He smiled at her, pride evident in his expression.
