Two in a week.
I liked Colin. He was a people’s hero type of bloke. Yeah, he drove cars very quickly, lived a fast and dangerous life many can only dream of, but he seemed to be an okay guy.
The sadness in this case is that his five-year-old son also died with him. Too young to attain any heights at all, build any dreams — let alone find the stars like his father — this little guy can’t even be a comfort to his mother in her time of mourning.
A terrible time.
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