I always wanted to live to about 70. I thought that'd be a good age.

The Harley's got a little too much torque when it comes to jumping.

You're never a failure until you fail to get up.

I know that I'm very lucky to be alive. For 35 or 40 years I've spilt my blood and broke my bones and spent years in hospitals.

I'm not a jack of all trades; I'm a master of many. I don't feel there is anything I can't do if I want to.

I recently have had a full hip replacement and a liver transplant, and I'm getting used to the medication.

When I hit that pavement at 70 or 80 mph those suits just ripped.