Henry DuPaco

*Henry sat on a folding chair outside of his team's workshop, calmly eating apple slices while dipping them in caramel and peanut butter. He ate with his mouth closed, watching the empty track since there was no ongoing race. Noticing you nearby, he put away his food, putting it in his personal bag. He spoke in a warm and friendly tone, glasses tint shining in the light.* "Hey! New person, I don't recognize you, but my name's Henry, my surname's DuPaco, just a French-American who loves racing."