Something New To Let You Know About
Dear Friends, Fans, Families, and people I’ve not met yet,
I’m announcing today somewhat sadly but nonetheless truthfully, that I’ve reached a place where publicly more and more I need to use a wheelchair, mostly in airports, or public events. I can still walk, let there be no doubt, but I can’t walk very far without needing to rest, meaning I need to sit down. We started using the wheelchair about 18 months ago, mostly in airports. I became 78 years old on May 5th 2026. I was a long distance walker, I’ve walked in many different parts of the world, and I’m still a drummer. I can still play pretty good for 78 years old.
My talents and ambitions, and my unyielding need to be artful, and to play drums, is still as strong as it was so many years ago now. I’m just saying if you see me in a wheelchair, I’m just catching a ride, I’m not in retirement or ill or giving up, or any of those thoughts that ignite when we see people in wheelchairs. I’m making myself public and transparent about my new transport, and letting you know I’m OK. If you see me in the airports or visiting friends in the music arenas or theatres say hi, I don’t bite, I’ll just look different, as pictured here. Much love to you all and I’ll keep rocking until I’m dead.
Rock forever and ever,
Bill Ward
And the secrets we hide, can be dangerous to our health, I’m letting transparency prevail, with love and progression.
Bill Ward
Carlos Sainz and the heartbreaking finish to the 1998 WRC season
Carlos Sainz was just 300 meters from winning the 1998 World Rally Championship when disaster struck. He only needed to finish fourth on the final stage of Rally GB, but his Toyota Corolla WRC suffered a catastrophic engine failure within sight of the finish.
With no way to restart the car, Sainz watched his third world title slip away in one of the most heartbreaking moments in rally history
Mercedes Sosa singing "Alfonsina y el Mar" for RTVE, 1979.
Music by Ariel Ramírez, words by Félix Luna. She carried Alfonsina to every corner of the world.
A Facebook le pintó ponerme melancólico un viernes 10 am, y me recordó en la locura que me metí hace 4 años.
Volvía de BsAs y el Volvo C30 que tenía, decidió perder toda el agua por la bomba y doblarse todo cual adicto al fentanilo. Era irrecuperable.
Hacía años hacía mecánica en otros talleres, en el garage de mis viejos, en un parking, o donde sea que pueda. Pero nunca había hecho un swap completo así, solo, en un patio.
Fueron meses para conseguir el motor, meses de desilusión, complicaciones, noches de lectura de manuales de taller y foros de suecos locos que hacian lo mismo que yo, solo que para ellos son Fiat 147, para mí era el mejor auto que había tenido en mí vida.
Con ayuda de mí viejo y amigos, utilizando ingeniería egipcia, salió y entró como una media.
Ahí dije, si puedo hacerlo bien con esta infraestructura, imagínate con las herramientas indicadas.... Así es como empezó mí mayor all in, y hoy es esto, a diario buscando motores de todo tipo por Argentina para hacer swaps.
Que bueno es frenar, tomar aire, dimensionar hasta donde llegó uno, y seguir.