[bobby]

right after my divorce, I had won first round of the first race at my local bracket race (that was a first after 5 years of trying), I had just picked up my time slip and was headed back to the trailer when some dumb ***** kid in a Ford Escort plowed into the front of my car. I had just put a new subframe in there over the winter, all i could hope for is that he didn't damage it. The next day while I was putting the roof on the trailer I was building, I had stepped off the ladder on to a 2x4 that wasn't there before I climbed up it and broke my leg. So now I have a wrecked racecar and a broke leg, all after the first race of the year.

In 08 at the divisional at HRP Iwas working turnaround at the last one when a Top Dragster came around the corner with no parachute and no brakes. I didn't know where he was going and he didn't know where I was running. He ended up in the field at the end of the track and NHRA d/q'ed him. Fortunately he didn't hit anything but the grass and fuel shutoff.