a date normal for most people, but not us, formula 1 and motorsport fans. It’s been 2 years now. 2 years since we lost Jules and the pain is still as fresh as 2 years ago because deep down every one of us knows it never needed to happen.
I know at one point Jules would have driven for our team, for Ferrari and I know he would’ve won championships and championships but he was taken from us early.
Jules was a special person, he was always smiling, always cheerful and happy, no one could dislike him even if they tried, they couldn’t. All drivers, teams, fans we all loved him and still do and it may have been 2 years but we never forgot about him. I believe all of us will carry him in our hearts for the rest of our lives just as he is looking at us from up there and keeping an eye on us and the drivers and enjoying the races as much as we do.
It’s been 2 years and I still remember drivers faces when they stood in that circle, I still remember Seb racing for Jules, not only Seb but all the drivers, especially Felipe since he was one of the drivers who was hit the most.
It’s been 2 years but Jules we will never forget about you, your smile, your laugh, your pure talent, your heart of gold, you might now have a win or a championship but we will still talk about you, generations after. You might not have a win or a championship but you left a mark on us and the sport.
It’s been two years, hard to believe. There’s a space in the paddock which no one else can quite fit, like trying to force a jigsaw into the wrong place. We think about you every time the lights go out, images flashing behind our eyes whenever a car spins.
No, not again. we say, our breath in our throats. The driver climbs out of the car and we exhale. There’s this little weight in our chests thinking of you, how you didn’t climb out. It should be you out there.
We miss you. Every race there’s a seat you should fill. Every interview there’s words you should say. You should be here to share your smiles with us. I miss you.
Today all F1 fans feel sad, full of emotions because two years ago on this day happend something that all of us will remember but will hardly forget. That horrible something led to losing a precious young life of an amazing driver, of an amazing man.
Everyone loved him, everyone respected him, everyone loved hearing his voice and opinion, seeing him smile, seeing him do what he loves the most…
This day marks something that gets all of us deeply thinking. And the worst thing is that it never needed to happen. Weather conditions were awful. It happened before (1976) and you would think that FIA learns from their mistakes but it looks like they need to do them two times and lose one life to now have them race after a few raindrops under a safety car. Why does it take losing a life?
We were always happy when we said that last death in the sport was in 1994 that took a long time to recover from. We thought and still think that this sport is so safe. But it still took someone away from us. It took Jules. A boy, a man, son, boyfriend, driver that didn’t have any F1 championships, victories, pole positions behind his name but a 9th place in Monaco in a Manor.
It got us all speechless, shocked then crying less than a year later. Having all the drivers in a circle together thinking about him. His helmet in the center. Him being the focus. Trophies and champagne forgotten. Empty podium. Empty garages. Empty track. But your name everything about you is still here. Reminds us every day what of a person you have been. Always happy even when everything in life wasn’t right…you were still smiling.
Japan was always remembered for rivalry and championship battles but it isn’t anymore.
Jules, I know that you always dreamed big saying that you will be chasing the championship and you would be happy even if you died trying. But even if you said that it still doesn’t take the pain away, it doesn’t stop my tears from spilling. It doesn’t make me stop thinking about you.
We miss you Jules. If we could anything to get you back here get you back to us we would do it. You are now up there with God smiling down watching us, the drivers, your team, your family, your friends. You are up there with Ayrton (and other drivers) racing every day and you beat him occasionally.