For gear-heads of my generation and those who came after, seeing Paul Walker on the big screen for the first time in the original Fast and Furious movie was like realizing that there was someone like you in the world, that you were not alone. Today we lost someone great. Greater than perhaps even he understood himself to be, at least to us whom he represented. He was not just an actor, he lived the part. Like the greatest man I ever had the privilege to know, my Father, he died going fast. It's the way any of us true gear-heads wants to go out. God's speed, Mr. Walker! As if I had to say it...
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