Jay was born to ride. Just after learning walk, he got his first tricycle. A year he was on a bicycle with training wheels. the age of five he was a skilled , able to jump off ramps and fly through air. His father made sure he did everything . Jay wore a helmet, a chest pad, elbow , and knee pads. He fell a lot, but was never hurt badly.

He got his first when he was seven. His father put the in the back of his pickup and drove out to the desert almost every weekend. Jay a skilled rider. He entered motocross races all the county. By the time he was 15, had won 30 races. His future looked bright.

he was 17, Jay took his girlfriend out a ride on his motorcycle. A truck ran red light, and Jay and his girlfriend crashed the side of the truck. Jay went into hospital for three months. His girlfriend died immediately.

didn’t ride a motorcycle again for 10 years. one weekend he bought a used Kawasaki. He it out for a test run at dusk. felt good to ride again. He got it to 110 miles an hour on the local . A highway patrol car chased him for about minutes, but he finally lost it in the traffic and the dark. When he got home, was excited. That was fun, he thought.