A little
fan world
for every team.
eleven of them, actually
Picture books, model cars and a race-weekend companion for the smallest motorsport fans in the family — drawn with one line, painted in team colors, built to live on a shelf for years.
Preorder Book No.01 →
Eleven teams.
One championship.
Swipe the paddock. Each team gets a color, a mascot, a number, and a corner of the BBRC universe. Pick one and that team's stories, kit and livery follow you through the shop.
Drivers with
their own stories.
Every driver gets the same face geometry and the same helmet — what changes is team color, name, and one personal detail. Here are four of the eleven. Book No.01 introduces them all.
Lights out
and away we go.
The first in a seven-part picture-book series. A race-day story told through the eyes of a scarlet Falcons car on its very first Grand Prix start.
Little Falcon
- No.1Written & drawn by Studio Minter
- No.2Eleven-team endpapers, fully illustrated
- No.3Bookplate signed in race-weekend sharpie
- No.4Bone-paper stock, navy-ink edge print
The first
drop is coming.
Eight pieces to start — one per team, one universal. Model cars, tote bags, pennants, sticker sheets. Waitlist opens with preorder.
A race-day
for little fans.
Print-at-home PDFs — livery spotter sheets, coloring grids, pit-lane bingo. Drops every Friday of a race weekend.
Friday
Practice Pack
everything but the rain
A 12-page printable — grid map, driver roster, two coloring spreads and a listening-along radio card for the whole weekend.
Motorsport— that's on us
is already a kids' sport.
Nobody has
told the kids.
Formula racing is loud, brave, colorful and full of characters with names. The internet has decided it's only for adults with graphs. BBRC is the bookshelf corrective: bone-paper picture books, model cars kids can name without a QR code, and one calm illustrated face in every scene.
Parent quotes,
lightly edited.
Finally something at the bookshop that isn't a shark or a digger.
My son has memorized all eleven team colors. We have not yet taught him red.
It looks like a Hay catalog I can leave on the coffee table. That is the highest praise I give.
The little tire with the face is objectively my whole personality now.
Waitlist
now boarding.
Two emails a month, never more. Preorder drops, race-weekend companions, the merch list. One unsubscribe, no sulking.