After the crossover at the bottom of the heart, the two of us are descending and accelerating down the back of the display box with smoke off, and nobody can see us.

So when we come around to the front and aim at each other at 165 knots (closing speed nearly 700 km/h) we're kinda sneaking in where the crowd isn't expecting us.

I like this angle because you can see Mal's smoke stirred up as I pull through it. :) https://photos.app.goo.gl/A9FRfHHZLLfemZ4p6