KIDS KICK IN
Justin Wilson always made time and raised
awareness for children’s charities. Fans of all
ages adorned this poster at Sonoma with their
names and messages of love and thanks.
The nickname was perfect in its semi-irony. Justin Wilson
was an extravagantly gifted racer, steeped in humanity.
ou have to wonder, in retrospect, how
Justin Wilson, a man renowned for his
lack of ego and his absolute humility, once
managed to sell shares in himself to fund
his dream of Formula 1. It must have gone
against all his instincts to “boast” and tell
people he was worthy of their investment.
The irony, of course, is that in every
sense, Justin was worth every cent. His
investors are among those mourning his
loss, but they can feel proud of their hero
in perpetuity. There wasn’t a finer man in
the IndyCar paddock; in terms of driving
ability, he was in the very top echelon.
Sadly the stat books don’t show that:
Wilson was the modern-era IndyCar great
who never had a consistently strong
outlet for that talent. Similarly blessed
contemporaries (and they are very few)
signed for teams where joining forces
proved mutually beneficial. For some that
process was brief; for others it took several
years. For Justin, the wait was interminable.
Consequently, he spent much of his topline
WORDS David Malsher
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