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Zeus Revenge

Zeus´s revenge He, the best racing driver of all time, seven times he won the championship and he was able to retire still young and now very rich; yes the gods had smiled upon this lucky man. What did they have in mind? He had defied death hundred times was there a price to be paid, a man with brutal skills and killer instincts. Winter holiday, we saw him skiing down a slope, lost his balance and fell, a banal accident one that we laugh about, but his head met a rock and he lost consciousness. He lingers in his bed doesn't know his name, maybe he never will, this hard fall from glory it is not fair that he should live life on soiled bed linen till he is dead. No mourners, but relief that at last his unjust suffering is over and hundred books about his exploits will go unread on dusty shelves.

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