Personal History
I like to think of myself as a second-generation racer because my dad used to race GNCC back in the day—though he did it on four-wheelers, so it only counts as half a point if we're being generous! I live with my mom, dad, and two cats, who are my biggest fans. When I'm not ripping around on my dirt bike, you can find me glued to my Nintendo Switch, conquering Minecraft, or building elaborate Lego creations that are much too advanced for my age. I swear I'm constructing my future Lamborghini, one brick at a time!
Ever since I started riding, my mom, dad, and even my grandpa have hopped on the dirt bike bandwagon, turning our weekends into a chaotic family reunion on wheels. They’re so enthusiastic about my practice that I’m convinced they’re just hoping to see if I’ll launch myself into the next galaxy! It’s a blast, and we all try not to embarrass ourselves too much—or end up in the bushes! Plus, they make sure I don’t become the family's resident "crash test dummy," especially since my mom could use all the help she can get.
Riding Goals
I ride because it’s ridiculously fun—especially when I’m tearing up the trails with my friends and family. This year, I’ve set my sights on racing every single event in the Mid East Hare Scramble series. I’m also determined to rack up enough races at Daniels Ridge MX to qualify for the banquet. Who doesn’t want free gear after bouncing around on a bike? I love both hare scrambles and motocross equally, but let’s be honest: my favorite thing is jumping! Who doesn’t want to defy gravity while trying not to kiss the dirt?
Competitive Highlights
I’ll be racing for a whole year starting in June 2025—because who needs a social life, right? I’ve finished every race I’ve ever entered, which is impressive considering my highest placement in the hare scramble is 7th. But hey, in motocross, I’ve secured a shiny 2nd place! You could say I’m the king of almost! At this rate, my goal for the year is to finish on the podium or at least avoid getting tangled in the twine after bouncing off the hay bale.