I only met him a handful of times but I considered him a comrade in our mutual contempt for stupid people. I feel like he was a smart kid. I've been haunted the last 24 hours envisioning exactly what he was thinking in the moments before his death.
I've had dreams of crashing my Evo where everything is in slow motion. Each passing second seeing a way that it could end harmlessly and I could walk away knowing that if it happened that way, I would have cheated death. I wonder if he had a similar optimism as it was happening.
I've never known one of the other CR tragedy victims enough to respect them to the point where I've said... that could have been me. You always think to yourself: "I'm sure I would have handled that better and not gotten dead". I don't think that this time.
I've now internalized that whether you are in a car or on a bike, shit happens that is out of your control. No matter how smart or quick minded you think you are, you could find yourself in a situation where moments before your demise you realize the peril of your situation and everything you are leaving behind.
I will be thinking positive thoughts for his family and friends.