Long time...too long, but life took me on a different path. Rewind to 2008 nice September night riding with some friends goofin off. Windup the Rod to 120mph.. Then boom:nono: everybody on the brakes and me and my friend coming on strong racing! Too hard, too fast and hit the brakes...... I dumped the bike ass over end and take a rag doll slide/fly/tumble. The dust settles a good city block later I'm alive but *ucked up. In the hospital my little girl says 'daddy you have ouches all over'!! ' I told you to be careful on the bicycle'...lol now. Fellas at that point life looked totally different to me. Two and half months in the bed and pain beyond measure to anything prior in life. You start thinking, thanking and changing. Now it's time to finish something I started. Her name is Natural Breather, there are some high dollar puzzle pieces left. I am not going to promise anything but one thing, I am going to finish my car......
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