Prologue
A wise man told me there is something you should know, the way you judge a man is look into his soul and you’ll soon see everything. The good, the evil, the wrong, the righteous, and most of all the pain that resonates throughout a sound body and mind. I didn’t believe in this for a very long while, I thought I could hide everything behind one mask, one car, one street, and one sound moment of confidence. In one mortal moment I thought I could escape everything, my past would have no significance, no influence, and I could forget. At one point in my life, I did want to forget but, I realized if I forgot where I came from then the job I do and who I am becomes irrelevant. The thing about me is I don’t know if I am good or if I am bad.
The cops I pay off, the races I win, the lies I tell, the hearts I’ve broken, and the family i’ve left; this is what I do to hide everything my kind heart, my selflessness, the need for someone to be home, and the precious small things I love. When I get behind the wheel of a 2 ton piece of steel, I feel the calm of the storm yet the hurricane of adrenaline. Trust is the law that I live by but, also hard to put in others. I trust my car more than I trust myself.
