I drive fast because that's when I feel most alive.
Cautious people may call me reckless and sane people may call me crazy but there isn't a better feeling
in the world than a high performance engine screaming under the hood and raw torque pushing
me back into the driver's seat.  There is no music better than the roar of an engine at redline
while I'm dancing on pedals with my boots and rowing through gears with my gloved hands,
driving fast, steering hard, watching the needles swing through their arc in the
gauges all the while feeling better and better about being ... me.  

I don't do what I do to be reckless or dangerous.  I do what I do because speed is my life,
fuel is my blood, each ignition spark is a bolt of lightning striking across the dark to illuminate my soul
and each rise and fall of a piston is a beat of my heart. 

I am different than you.

I always have been and I always will be.  

You may not approve of what I do but I then again I don't need or desire
your approval for you are neither my equal nor my peer.

What I do is not an addiction ... it never has been.


This is a way of life for me.

This is what I was born for.

This is what I live for.
My way.

My life.

This is my freedom and you will never take that freedom from me.