I had a huge awakening on that fateful day when pulling myself out of the smoking Lamborghini Murcielago… and that awakening started when I got off the phone to my father.
Picture the scene.
Stunning day at the Nurburgring in Germany, I jump in one of my dream cars, with a total stranger, off we go to fill up with fuel. 50mph….80mph….110mph!!!
Adrenalin is pumping as I have no control, engine revs rising, 120mph….130mph…
We hit a compression, the car went into a spin and the dream turns into an absolute nightmare then it happened.
We hit a tree.
In that moment everything changed.
I woke up from being knocked out. I was in shock, the cockpit was filling with smoke, the car was written off and the fear was setting in. The driver was out of the car about 10 meters away when I realized I was trapped.
The Lamborghini doors (you know the ones that lift upwards) were too heavy for me to lift (I would later discover why). I froze. The smoke was getting thicker.
The driver opened the door and I pulled myself out and accessed the scene. My neck started to cramp, badly, and I assumed I had whiplash.
I phoned home to let my family know the news, in blissful ignorance of the events about to unfold. My father told me not to move my neck and stay very still and call for an Ambulance.
Next thing I know I am on the phone in hysterics, in a hospital having had several scans and X-Rays. My neck was broken and dislocated, I was going to be paralyzed if they didn’t operate immediately. The way I saw it was that life was never going to be the same again.
After an 8 hour operation I woke up.
Life was never going to be the same again. For many months I had to recover from the accident, both physically and mentally.
The nightmares started, waking up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat struggling to breath, having vivid dreams where I would die. Strangely, every way I died in my dreams, it was the haunting noise of the car hitting the tree. That noise, that crunch will stick with me forever.
I had to see a experts to help with my anxiety and depression, physiotherapists and neurosurgeons to help me physically recover and all they could say was that it was a miracle I was alive or not paralyzed.
This resonated with me and I realized that I had to do something with my life. Something that I loved, something to help other people.
Time truly is a great healer.
Skip forward 8 years, and here I am living the life of my dreams. I live in Spain with a gorgeous fiancée and 2 perfect children, I run several businesses and I work out every day.
I am truly blessed but before my accident my life wasn’t heading in this direction. I was drifting along in what I call ‘the life trap’ living for the weekend and going nowhere fast.
It may sound strange but I can safely say that this accident was the best thing that ever happened to me. It changed my life and now I want you to leverage my story for your gain because life is short and you never know when it will be taken from you.