My First Car Was A Toyota 4runner

When I Look At My Life Now And All The Mistakes I've Made, All The Bad Decisions I've Made, All The Things I Could Have Done Differently Or Done More In, I Don't Think I Would Have Changed Anything.

For Me, The '60s In The Automotive Industry Was Awesome. The Cars Are Heavy, Huge, Rolling Works Of Art.

If It Wasn't For My Sport And My Father, I'd Probably Be A Fallen Statistic. I'd Be Dead; I'd Be In Jail. Luckily, I Had A Great Dad In My Life.

I Have A Scar On My Left Thigh, Kind Of Almost Near My Knee. I Essentially Fell In The 2002 Olympics And When I Hit The Wall - Because Of The Impact - My Right Leg Kind Of Came In At Like A Knife-type Angle And Stabbed My Leg With My Own Skate Blade.

My Father Is 100% Japanese And Came To The United States When He Was Only 18 Years Old. My Grandmother Still Resides In Japan, Which Has Allowed Me To Travel To The Roots Of My Ancestors With My Father.