B-SIDE BIO/ A Delinquent is Born:

I was born in Virginia and grew up in the 70's. Fond memories include: taking the emergency brake off my dad's 1960 Chevy Impala and running it down a hill! Throwing a frog in my grandmother's bath, fireflies in the summer... good times. I loved skateboarding in elementary school when I lived in the city. I saved up 26 dollars worth of pennies in a jar and bought my first midnight blue fiberglass skateboard from K-Mart. On weekends, I would sneak into the local high school with friends and skateboard through the halls. You could go so fast through the halls you felt like you were flying!

As a kid, I had a blast watching the old school wrestlers, Rick "Nature boy" Flair, Jimmy "Superfly" Snuka and Andre "The Giant." My brother and I would replicate "figure fours" and leaps from the turnbuckle. Generally, the neighborhood youth were a "bad bunch." We would smash garden gnomes, drill car tires, collect soda pop bottles in a shopping cart and throw them against a wall for entertainment. We all blamed our parents! Tragically, we moved into the boondocks and skateboarding gave way to gravel roads. Move forward many years, skip drug/booze years, more car wrecks, etc ... to stuff you actually give a shit about.

Before I get to my training I would like to describe a pivotal "moment of clarity." in my life. I was driving for Dominos in the 30 minutes or less days... I was taking a short cut, down an old dirt fire road, through a field to get back to the store in record time. ...and my brain spoke slowly, loudly and clearly: Make a move Dumbass! I realized that my career options were that I could qualify for DeathRace 2000! or go back to school.