The day after Marco's accident, my band had a gig and the best way I could think to honour him was to play my heart out and to have a big, red #58 on my chest.
The Sepang race was one of the very few races that I ever missed since I started watching MotoGP around 10 years ago and I am kind of happy I did. I still feel like he is with us.
Sadly, as a biker, I had to live through the death of one of my closest friends. It's two years from then, the pain is far from gone, but I feel like I just haven't seen him in a while and he is fine where he is. That's how I feel about Sic as well. Ciao, Marco!