Driven Project

Dear Matthew, For a week I’ve stared at this page, trying to gather words that feel worthy of you. Each time I think I’ve finished this letter to you, the memory of our last ride drifts back in, and I find myself unwilling to let our story end too soon. Back in 2021, you were my co-pilot at the very first Driven Project event in America. We talked about the crazy plan of expanding the charity across the world, fueling hope for thousands of sick children. It was an audacious goal, but, little brother, we pulled it off. Ever since we met, flying to Cincinnati each summer to spend time with you has been a highlight of my year. We would debate which cars sounded the best, shared secrets and dreams, and solved the world’s problems, all while shifting through the gears. Those miles changed me. My heart breaks knowing we’ve had our last ride together, and I constantly have to remind myself you finally have the deep rest you earned after ten years of fighting cancer. Thousands of nights in hospital rooms never broke your spirit. You kept on cracking jokes, and your laughter lifted up everyone around you. On the days when my life and work feel especially heavy, I often find myself leaning on the thought, “If Matthew can keep driving forward, I can keep driving forward.” On one of our drives, you promised me you would never give up. You kept your word - you never stopped fighting right until the very end. Now it's my turn to keep my promise, I will continue to build the Driven Project in your honor, helping create magic for young superheroes like you. The ripple you created reached thousands, and I’m grateful to be inside that wave. Dion and Angie, thank you for letting me claim big-brother status; you’ll forever be a part of the Driven Project family. Matthew, you’re still the glow on the dashboard. Every time I fire up a supercar for a little warrior, I know you’ll be right there with us, riding shotgun. Rest easy, until we share another road. Love, - KG