in my early 20's I had a good mate who was driving home in the early hours from up north after a stint of work when his ute (truck) got a flat, he pulled over and proceeded to change it when a woman behind him for some unknown reason swerved to the left of him and struck my friend opening him up and throwing him about 20 metres. He died in a chopper on the way to hospital. When I discovered later that he had been planning to get a tattoo "Anima Mia" (my soul) on his upper arm to appear 'learned' to the girls, I went and got this is memory.
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Sorry for your loss. Nice ink tho