HARUKA AND TINKERBELL
Tink knew the guy who ran the track. She didn't actually drive cars out here, no way, but she worked on them. Sometimes. She was buddies with a few of the guys who raced, though she'd never met Haruka. She hung around sometimes in similar circles, though, as a lot of the racers sometimes brought their personal cars into the garage where Tink worked. (And hey, she was a cute, blonde, curvy mechanic. Eye candy to change the oil in their cars? A lot of the dude drivers dug on that.)
She was sucking on a Tootsie Roll Pop, wandering around and watching, when she saw Haruka under his car. Her eyebrows raised as she saw what was supposed to be a difficult repair come easily to the man, and stopped for a moment to observe.