Speaking from experience I can say there is nothing more heartbreaking than losing someone you love to someone else's stupidity, whether deliberate or accidental.
Many on here will remember that I lost my brother when he was just 11 years of age to 2 guys racing their cars through the village where we lived.
18 years on and it is still difficult for all of us. Christmas day starts with a a trip to the church to put some flowers on the grave only then do we go home and have bacon butties. The first year was the worst, none of us had much appetite and I was having the worst outbursts of pure rage at school.
Whether its Drink driving, drugs, racing or taking risks beyond your comfort zone.... it ain't worth it.
One thing that helped was that my family contributed to the first Kill Your Speed campaign. It buried a few demons.
Our kid, Andrew is the one with the bowtie....
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