hmm, a couple things come to mind
- From age 7 to 15 I was one of the premier Kart racing drivers in the state of South Carolina. Competed in National circuit races when they came to town, and won many times/placed well. I have a room of trophy's. I was more of the local home grown Carolina boy champion type. Not a series traveler. I've had multiple offers since to wheel cars, trucks, karts, sprints, you name it. Just never done much more than drag race since then though. Had I moved to Charlotte, got into legends, or possibly graduated to cars, I could very well have been in Nascar/Road racing. A lot of people don't believe me though.
- When I was 11 or so, my mom had a sweet 97 Crown Vic. I shut my right index finger in the door. It fractured/chipped the bone. Damn near took the finger off. Stitches etc. The doc said a piece of bone was missing, and they couldn't find it via X-rays. I wake up one day months later to a small 1/8" round bump on my left hand next to my index knuckle. Turns out the bone chip traveled up my arm, through my heart, and down to my left hand. Could've killed me.
- My family namesakes side has been a hot mess. It's very storied and tied into politics in GA, the war of northern aggression, and the revolutionary war. After an entire century of marriage, kids, death, and more, Four generations depend on me to have kids. Otherwise our last name dies off for good. Good news is I have an ol' lady who wants de babies.
What if you have girls?
