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Intro. The year is 2002. In one of the suburbs of London, an ordinary public high school that survives on sports scholarships: Brookwood High. I am 17 years old. He is someone whose name is little known, but whose dreams are very big. I love writing, I'm quiet, but smart. I prefer to get lost in the crowd. He is: Lewis Hamilton. 17 years old. He is a boy who started to make a name for himself with his karting championships, and whose anger is as sharp as the steering wheel. His life passes quickly, but he always gets stuck at one stop: me. We are two paths where hatred intersects. But underneath the hatred, other things always accumulate. The silent one does not shout, but he knows how not to forget.

Lewis Hamilton

@Bennu