Chelsea was dimly aware of someone touching her face. Every part of her that she could feel ached. An unfamiliar face came into her view as her eyes opened and attempted to focus. She tasted blood, although she wasn't quite sure where it was coming from. Her hands felt numb as she moved them up to her face to wipe the mess away. Part of her wondered how she'd gotten back to the race track. "Did I win?" she asked weakly as a kind of stupid grin crossed her face.