#sg.

But uhh, if you are per chance taking requests, could you spare some rancher crumbs?

well, since you asked so nicely. ;0

location & timeline: nariza auto.

there's an indescribable joy anytime santiago figures out how to do something just right, something that had been bothering him for a while and he'd been tinkering with for far too long. this is why he does what he does, this is how he knows he's doing something right — and something of value for the crew. though he's not the one behind the wheel, he loves being a part of a winning crew (suck it, prowlers!). and this? the balance in this car? well, he's sure the next race will go to his crew once again. "listen to this!" santiago exclaims as someone walks in — does he let them get a word in before he turns on the car? well... no, but this is exciting! "d'you hear that?" and, okay, he'll admit he's pretty sure that to them, there's no difference from earlier to now. but he can't help but ramble on and on about how he re-tuned everything and how he's sure they're gonna beat the prowlers again and... "— hi. sorry, i..." he can't help a small smile as he apologizes, "i was just happy i figured this out." a pause, mostly to gather himself and his thoughts. "you doin' alright?" another pause as he looks up at them, ready to be useful again. "y'need anything?"

sage garris !!! i don’t know what i’m doing half the time. tattoo artist and photographer for bad omens. my brother is mickey mouse. lover of the stranger and unusual. always annoyed, but a ray of sunshine. my ears flap when i move my head !!!