Hey Bro. Hope your having a great day! You may remember this differently, but I know my memory is solid, so trust me with the following:
One of the funniest things I have ever seen happened when you were about 7 years old. Pops, you and myself were visiting Grandma Larson and Rich was there, I can't remember why but we all went to Richs' house. It was when he lived at the end of the cul-de-sac, with that real steep driveway and steep, rocky, bushy front yard. We were all standing in the cul-de-sac and he was showing us his new 3 wheeler. I'm not sure why but I remember him asking you if you would like to take it for a ride your eagerly replied yes, he then asked if you had rode one before, and to my surprise you said you had and seemed to ignore his brief instruction on gas and brakes. I'll never forget watching you climb on the machine and absolutely mash the throttle, not sure how you held on but you did. You screamed across the cul-de-sac toward the big steep, rocky hill. You hit the curb and may have cleared the sidewalk before taking on one nasty hill climb (I thought you were gonna really get hurt) you went up that sucker until the engine died. Then jumped off and laid there on the hill, never once did you touch the brakes. You got lucky.
Wishing you continued luck in all you do.
Your Bro.
Shad.
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