Jay Leno has always measured life not in years, but in miles—between studio stages and quiet garages, applause and the midnight solitude of turning a wrench. Scars, surgeries, and close brushes with death only clarified what truly matters: the things you love. His final gesture isn’t a flashy farewell, but a quiet decision to leave much of his fortune to preserve the machines that fueled his passion. Engines will hum long after he’s gone, carrying his story in polished steel—a version of forever crafted in pistons and devotion.
