“WE DIDN’T REALIZE WE WERE MAKING MEMORIES. WE JUST KNEW WE WERE HAVING FUN.” - UNKNOWN. In my toddler years, motocross was something that my big brothers did. While I can remember being more interested in Speed Racer and Godzilla at age five, my family has told me that at an even younger age, I was able to look at a motocross bike and correctly identify its brand. That was before Suzukis were always yellow and Hondas were always red, et cetera, so it must’ve been by the shape of the gas tanks or something similar that my brothers taught me, but I can’t remember.
In my grade school years, motocross was the thing that always put my oldest brother, Jon, into leg casts. I remember watching in awe as…
