I was raised in the "hood", self-taught to survive on scraps of old inner tubes and changing bike tires with my teeth. Life is a struggle for me not to be another statistic that so many become after being raised in a caucasion middle class family. In my hood, being able to tear it up on a bike was the only way to survive. Using my street smarts I took to the big wheel like Chuck Norris took to facial hair. Now I am here, not leaving, so please accept my apologies.