The day after Thanksgiving this past month, on the 28th of November, in South Dakota at the Switfel Center during my first practice session, I crashed in the whoop section. As soon as I got up, I thought I had a broken foot, because it was swollen and bruised. Then next day, when we got back to Des Moines, we arrived at the hospital to get a few x-rays, which are too familiar to me haha, we found out I cracked the bone in my big toe right by the main joint. Now that it is almost Christmas, my dad and I are thinking about going to Sandbox Arena to practice up there since my toe is on the mend.

On September 3, 2006, I crashed racing in the 85 OPEN class at Montezuma. There was a double-double section that I hadn't been rythming all year. I decided to step up and rythm to gain a postition or two to trophy. On the second lap, I took the inside to save track time. I didn't get enough traction, slid out, went for the jump, and cased it. It bucked my legs off the motorcycle, and I held on the gas and went for the second jump subconsiously. Luckily I blacked out right before I hit, and when I awoke, I was in immense pain. When I looked down at my leg, I knew immediately that something was wrong. Preferrably broken. Haha. I received a titanium rod, and three titanium screws. To this day though, I got the rod and pins removed and as a showcase haha.