Chelsea lifted the bars then lowered them with an exhale. "Oh, yeah. I went to my first Daytona 500 when I was five, and just fell in love with it. After that, it was just in my blood, I guess." She did another rep and looked over at Ella. "I kinda lost count after a while, I guess. My whole life became cars really. Eventually I started working on them, and then I started racing..." She kind of trailed off at that and focused back on the ceiling. "Just silly kid dreams, really. At least I can still fix the things." She did another then stopped, taking a break. "How about you? Nascar lead you into a sinful life of fumes and rubber? Or did you stay all normal and stuff?"