The crash was so bad that Hammond's (or affectionately referred to as "Hamster") doctors said he could slip into a timeless coma or suffer extreme-brain damage.
When it first happened, I could only think "oh lord, I hope he's ok". But as more details of the crash flooded in, it was looking like Richard may be a cripple, or perhaps somewhat retarded for the rest of his life. I remember when I first told my father (also an avid Top Gear viewer) of the news and his attitude was something like: "what an idiot, what the hell was he doing?". His voice was trembling, his attitude was semi-aggressive; I could tell he was only saying so to keep it together. I fully believe he was just a few steps away from tears and I know the whole incident affected him more than he was portraying.
Personally, this news was every bit as shocking and upsetting as it happened to a member of my family. I think every one was upset, but that day, I learned something new of myself as I had a relevation. I am man enough to admit that I cried like a baby. And yeah, I'm not kidding.
Despite having never met, or even seen Richard in person, his accident had a profound effect on me and with each news update, I continued to hang onto the edge of my computer chair biting my nails hoping he would come out of this unscathed.
When news eventually arrived that he was ok, I suppose I hadn't realized how much him (or Top Gear for that matter) had implemented it's self into my little life; I never really realized the appreciation I had for Hamster up until this point.
Had Richard lost his life that awful day, I'm honestly not sure how I would have handled it. But, let us not dwell on what could have been - things weren't looking too good, but amazingly, Richard walked away from this terrible crash without incident. One of the luckiest individuals around.
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