The first would definitely have to be my grandfather. Bill.
Second, my dad.
Third, my uncle, billy.
Fourth, my old English teacher, Mrs. Naylor.
Fifth, My friend Pete.
And lastly, my aunt Gwena.
I would have to dedicate this to my grandpa because he has introduced me to everything i do today. My grandpa gave me my first dirt bike. If he wouldn't have, who knows what i'd be doing instead. Also, he taught me how to play the guitar. Two sikk things that i still do today. Not only just do them, but have opportunities to perform both talents in front of people. I have played numerous gigs and have been to countless races, and my grandpa was the man that opened the path to get there. When my granpa was diagnosed with three different types of cancer, he said he was gonna fight it. Since he couldn't afford the medications he needed financially, i started a program that allowed me to raise money for him. Every lap i did at a race, people that signed up to help would give me one dollar for every lap i did at every race. My plan was to present the money to him at the March 2008 arenacross, but he didn't make it that far. So for him, i run a front number plate that has no number and says, "Laps for Love". If it wasn't for my sikk grandpa, i can guarantee that i wouldn't be half of what I am today.
