The Final Time Control

I'm not religious, or spiritual, but when my first friend died, I felt a need to create some faith. I decided there had to be somewhere better to go. So, I made Rod a heaven of special stages that were a co-driver's dream, not so much paperwork, and good marshalls at each control.

When Clive died on route to Rod's funeral, I reasoned that every co-driver must have their driver. How else can your mind come to turns with a fate so cruel?

I heard the same story repeated when Possum eventually left to join Roger.

When Paul joined, I simply added new stages.

Now they are joined by the world's best rallying journalist.

When the boys come into service-in, Dkw will be there, pen poised, unintelligible scribbling, absorbing the details. Dkw, you won't have to compete against engineers in the media zone. The FIA will listen to you. And rallying will always be the full back page of the newspaper, while a column on football gets relegated to back of middle.

And in this heaven, even cricket will be exciting.

I will miss your words. Pen them in the sky for us to read.

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