Motocross

Ever since I was a little kid I loved motorcycles. I remember living in the slums of the Dominican Republic and dreaming of becoming a professional motocross racer and admiring people such as Ricky Carmichael, Troy Bayliss, and the incredible Travis Pastrana. I loved anything that had to do with racing like Rally Sport, Formula 1, Moto GP, and Motocross. This passion leads me to get a bunch of friends together and with the help of my uncle, who was the local mechanic in town, I put a mini-dirtbike together. With this mini-dirtbike I went on to participate in some events. In one particular regional event that I was participating in, there was a Yamaha Team D.R. scout who liked my aggression and my style and offered me a position as a backup racer in the 125cc division. I had scored the biggest opportunity in my life. Even though I was a “backup” I still trained as if I was the star. A year later I went to participate on a race that is only for Yamaha Team pilots and I scored 1^st place in my division. After that I went on to participate in over 35 races and scoring in the top three 13 times, in the top five 7 times, in the top ten 8 times and not finishing due to crashing or technical difficulties for 7 times. My dreams soon died after migrating to the USA due to school and lack of support from my family’s economic situation. This attitude of win-it-all or die trying has gotten me into a lot of physical injuries over the years, but it has given me the courage to face extreme situations and be fearless.

The reason why I decided to talk about this in this week’s blog is because last week my friend Wadney invited me to go on a motorcycle ride down i95 and south beach and boy I had a blast.

Here are some pics:

Nice Bikes!