Desde Motorsport Collector me envían este mensaje:
Dear Delfi,
como muchos sabéis, Sir Stirling Moss, que ya está en los 80, este fin de semana se precipitó accidentalemente en el hueco del ascensor de su casa de Londres y cayó tres pisos, rompiéndose varios huesos en los pies y cadera además de daños en sus vertebras.
La buena noticia es que las heridas no son tan graves como se había dicho y su corazón y su mente (y sus dedos de teclear) son tan fuertes como siempre.
Stirling envió este mensaje por email a muchos de sus amigos y fans de todo el mundo:
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TO ALL MY FRIENDS (AND ALL THOSE WHO ARE KIND ENOUGH TO CARE),
DEAR ALL OF
YOU,
THE LAST FEW DAYS HAVE BEEN QUITE FANTASTIC AND I'D LIKE TO THANK EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU FOR YOUR KIND THOUGHTS, MESSAGES AND OTHER PARAPHERNALIA.
ON SATURDAY EVENING, I WAS AT HOME WITH SUSIE, ELLIOT AND HELEN AND ABOUT TO LEAVE FOR A CURRY, FOR WHICH WE WERE RUNNING LATE. I ASKED HELEN TO JOIN ME IN THE LIFT TO GO DOWNSTAIRS, BECAUSE SUSIE AND ELLIOT WERE SMART ENOUGH NOT TO RIDE IN MY LIFT. I OPENED THE DOOR AND STEPPED INTO THE LIFT, WITH HELEN READY TO FOLLOW ME, WHICH SHE NEVER DID. THAT IS BECAUSE THE LIFT HAD STOPPED ON THE FLOOR ABOVE AND INCORRECTLY ALLOWED THE DOOR BENEATH IT TO OPEN.
STILL CHATTING TO HELEN, I STEPPED INTO THE OPEN DOORWAY-- AND FELL TO THE BOTTOM OF THE LIFT SHAFT.
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