He almost died twice, and it still wasn’t enough to make him slow down. Flames took his skin but not his stubbornness. The doctors warned. Friends begged. Cameras circled like vultures waiting for the final punchline. Yet in the silence of his garage, surrounded by steel and gasoline ghosts, he made a decision so quiet, so absolute, it rewr… Continues…
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