You roll like you're being timed by a pit crew. You armbar people in thirty seconds so you can get back to your Monster Energy and existential dread. Final Lap is all black-and-white checkered madness, short sleeve for max aggression, and absolutely zero airflow for your opponent. You? You stay cool.

🏁 Retro racecore aesthetics
🏎️ Compression fit = slicker than a greased heel hook
🦠 Antimicrobial, obviously—you're not feral
⚡ Looks fast. Feels faster. Is terrifying.