In the old days they, the promoters, wanted more and more from me. They wanted me to jump or spill my blood and break my bones. Every time they wanted me to jump further, and further, and further. Hell, they thought my bike had wings.

I always knew how to draw a crowd.

I know guys in my hometown that drive by feel and sound.

I've always lived by the creed that you're never a failure in life when you fall as long as you try and get up.

The finest compliment you can pay a man is that his word was as good as gold.

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

I think through education, belief in God, and good engineering, our children become a lot better at what they're doing than we did, and that starts with the very first sign of life on the face of this earth.