I Used To Dirt Bike A Lot.

When A Gust Of Wind Hits A Broken Bone, You Feel It.

I Was The Only White Kid In My Neighborhood For Most Of My Youth Even In High School, So Reverse Racism Was Just As Apparent As Racism.

My Parents Are Retired, Basically.

I Think There's A Form Of Honesty, Because I Used To Be Very Honest With The Press, And Then It Backfired On Me, And I Understood It.

If I Had More Recreation Time I Would Be Able To Step Back And Reflect On How Life Has Changed. But It Has Been Like A Constant... Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom!