I created Evel Knievel, and then he sort of got away from me.

I thought I was bulletproof or Superman there for a while. I thought I'd never run out of nerve. Never.

I love the feeling of the fresh air on my face and the wind blowing through my hair.

There are a lot of myths about my injuries. They say I have broken every bone in my body. Not true. But I have broken 35 bones. I had surgery 14 times to pin and plate. I shattered my pelvis. I forget all of the things that have broke.

But you come to a point in your life when you can't pull the trigger anymore.

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