Dedicated to my nephew, Thomas.
On New Year’s Eve in 1984, a young man named Rick was driving to a party with his girlfriend.
Rick was a drummer, and his band had just released their third album, which was growing in popularity in the United Kingdom and United States.
Naturally, he was looking forward to celebrating his big year, as well as looking forward to a bright future.
However, minutes before he arrived at the party, he lost control of his black Corvette Stingray…