Portrait of a Thrill-Seeker

Among all the letters and photographs, I found this jewel of a picture. That’s me at the Indy 500, back in the day when I apparently owned some kind of righteous, ass-kicking helmet and visor combo.

Look at the fiery intensity of my eyes! And that visor is all like “you can’t handle this intensity, so I’m going to shield you so you don’t faint when I stare at you.” And I have to say that my hands on my hips are what make this shot – I’m all business, and just waiting, WAITING for someone to try me.

I’m so much of a badass in this shot you don’t even notice the wussy, light-blue rollercoaster sissy shirt I’m wearing. You’re too busy being scared of me, because I look like I’m going to jump out of the photo and kick your ass just because you looked at my helmet wrong.