For the past 14 years of my life, since I was 6 years old, I have been racing four-wheelers. Dad bought me a Honda 50 when I was 3 years old for my birthday. I had fun and never got hurt until I had my first big wreck on June 17, 1999. I had been doing a little professional racing, and it was one of the biggest races of the season--the Kansas City Pro Nationals--with racers and spectators from all over the world. I never saw so many racers in my life. With all the excitement around, I was hardly aware of the lessons I would learn on this day.
             I learned everything from my friend Zack, I grew up riding four-wheelers with him. Then we both started to race. We both got sponsor's the first year we raced when he was 7 and I was 6, Lonnie from SandTrax was our first sponsor. We kept winning every season while we were young. By age 12, I had a total of $17 thousand that I have spent on my four-wheeler. Every bit of my money that I won, I saved it for my four-wheeler. But my true passion was freestyle on a quad, something no one has ever done before I wanted to be the first on to do it on a four wheeler that I knew. So we built a freestyle jump that was 17 feet tall at the peak of the jump, we practiced for one year until we had it down, doing anything that you could do on a motorcycle. It was one of the greatest experiences of my life.
             Until June 17, 1999 when I raced at the Kansas City Nationals, Zack and I both raced in it for qualifying we came in 2nd and 3rd we had seven heats before us with fifteen racers in each. So we had some prep time to get ready. In the first heat, we both advanced; the second and third heats, we both advanced all the way up until the final. We had two laps left: I was in second; he was in third with someone on his tail. When I went around the sharpest turn I took over first place and he still had third, we were supposed to stay together because we were a team
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