I made him earn every victory and stole a few from him along the way. We took our shots at each other, in the media and on the track. But I’d like to think that somewhere deep down there was an appreciation that we pushed each other to perform at the highest level, even if neither of us would’ve admitted it.
Tonight, I feel a little like the coyote with no more roadrunner to chase. His loss is all of our loss, but none more so than his family’s. Thinking of Samantha, and Brexton and Lennix who lost their father today.
every day is a privilege and today is a truly sad reminder of that.
this little boy in this picture hated you on sunday’s. but he loved to hate you, and you made it very difficult to hate and not become a fan when your passion for racing showed, when you would show up to his home town to race at his home tracks. he will be forever grateful for that.
from a fan, to a hater, to a competitor, to a teammate, and to even maybe a friend. i share that story because this little kid in the picture was not anywhere near the true number that you impacted for the better just through racing.
you will be deeply missed. both on the race track, but certainly off.
RIP. 🕊️
I can’t believe I didn’t get one signature for as many hauler opportunities I had. Always thought he’d just be at the next race and could put it off. Always get your driver’s signature just for the memory and future conversations. #RIPKB
@OrthodoxLurker There’s definitely good ones, but I do find comfort in knowing that the rougher side of the orthobros won’t be teaching future generations their ways.
10% of the time orthodox twitter is funny, (i.e. @OrthodoxLurker entire account), 90% of the time I have to remind myself orthobros are a minority in the church and don’t represent orthodoxy