This sunday, while I was watching the F1 grand prix, I began to feel very nostalgic recalling times times when “sunday mornings” meant something very special to a whole big country such as Brazil. Evervyone from the poorest to the richest would get together to watch Ayrton Senna race, but since 1994 these “sunday mornings” have never been same as back then. This guy could make the people forget, at least for an hour an a half, the problems that our country had been through, economy, hunger, and so on. I really miss these “sunday mornings”.
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