- 1994, the grand prix, known well. Pole position, 65th and final. Should’ve gone fishing, but racing was his passion. Suspension frames and headrests, fractures and brain injuries. A curled flag to commemorate the dead, the dead he would be joining. The racing legend was gone. In memory of Ayrton Senna.
- by cyancyanide |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 06/04/2012 |
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