Finally, when Christmas rolled around that year I walked out to the garage to get my dear old dad the pack of smokes he asked for and found that red XR75 I thought I had died and gone to heaven! The next weekend I was racing at Spill Way Park against Jeff Ward. He won and I got 7th place but I didn’t care because I had the time of my life!
Years later as an adult, I went to work for Moto XXX racing and helped run the company. When I showed my little boy the pictures of me racing, riding, and working it just made his day. I still think back on that day when I got my first bike and I just get a big smile.
I love you Dad, Rest in peace!