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Should not be dying from this

It’s always tough to see the people you grow up watching on television - and who are around the same age as you - die. It’s doubly tough when the person died of complications from pneumonia. Fucking pneumonia? Haven’t we solved that shit already? It seems so… preventable.

Age 41 is way too young to die. As someone who is 38 this year, it hits way too close to home.

I’m not an avid follower of NASCAR. I prefer racing that involves turning both directions. But on the weekends when I do turn on the TV to a race, for more than two decades, Kyle Busch was sure to be running at the front of the pack. He won two Cup championships whilst driving a Toyota branded car. As a fan of the Japanese brand, that’s very cool indeed.

We feel most awful for Kyle’s children, of course. To lose a father when they are still so young is unfathomably difficult.

And again, because of pneumonia. There’s something about this seemingly bad flu that somehow can turn into death very suddenly. Taiwanese pop star Barbie Hsu died back in 2025 from also a case of pneumonia turned horribly. She was only 48 years old.

If there’s one habit we gleamed from the pandemic, it should be proper hygiene practices. The constant hand-washing and sanitization since 2020 meant I’ve yet to catch a serious cold since that time. The preventative for pneumonia is largely the same. More importantly, if flu-like symptoms lingers on for a few days, for god’s sake, go see a doctor!

Ring road.

Real life racing

It was a delightful Sunday this past weekend as there was actual, real-life racing happening on my television. The live sports hiatus is finally over as NASCAR made its return to racing at Darlington Speedway. It didn’t matter that fans weren’t allowed in the grandstands, and the people who are there were masked up and socially distancing: the only thing that mattered is the return of competition and the competitive spirit. I don’t even particularly like NASCAR - preferring motorsport disciplines where cars turn more than one direction - but I gladly spent four hours out of my Sunday to watch the 400-mile race.

Racing simulators like iRacing have put up a convincing facsimile during the past month, but as we all found out, there is absolutely no substitute for the real thing. The responses and emotions are heightened because you instinctively know the action is real, and therefore a negative action by a driver have actual consequences. There’s no reset buttons or do-overs here: drivers either show up performing their best, or they’d be out of a job really quickly. Racing games remain a great fun and an excellent training tool; however, as much as I enjoy bombing a virtual GT3 RS around the virtual Nurburgring, I still much prefer driving my actual GT3 on real roads.

It won’t be long then until the other major sports follow in the lead of NASCAR and return to our screens. No doubt those leagues will also initially hold games without attending fans, and for sure the atmosphere won’t be there for the competitors. But for those of us watching at home, sports without fans is still magnitudes better than no sport at all. It was joy to see my father watch football as he usually does on weekends before this COVID-19 situation: the German Bundesliga has returned, with matches being held without live audience.

For me, sports is not escapism, but rather a part of what I am as a person. I’ve loved motor-racing ever since I was a kid watching Michale Schumacher battling out on the streets of Monte Carlo. Motorsports will continue to be something I follow and enjoy watching, either until I cannot physically do it anymore, or the automobile as we know and love today ceases to be (when cars can drive itself). Needless to say then I’ve really missed watching what would have been the beginning rounds of the 2020 Formula One season during this quarantine, and I hope like NASCAR, the great F1 circus can return soon enough.

This past Sunday it truly felt like some normalcy has come back.

Won’t be doing this for a long time, perhaps ever again.