So no, Paul Walker was not the driver when he died. But here’s the beautiful twist: he was always the driver of his own spirit—kind, curious, and not obsessed with the speedometer of fame.
Take that mindset today. Pick a road, any road. Let a friend navigate. Roll the windows down. And for goodness’ sake, stop believing every wild rumor you hear—unless it makes life more fun, of course. Then, maybe start one yourself.
