Things get bottled up. Not that I'm trying to save or hold onto them, it just happens. All the anger, hurt, discouragement, disappointment, regret, remorse, I can muster IS my motivation. I am going to apply every ounce of the negative energy I have to succeed in racing. Things are more complex than that? Nah. Not for me. Everybody needs an outlet. This is what I am choosing. It would be pompous to assume I would blow the competition away, but it would be cowardice to rule out the attempt. I'm going for it.
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