One day out of the blue, Ryan called me and said let’s go to Waimea. Knowing full well that I had work that day I told him, “Bro, I got work. I can’t go. You know this.” then proceeded to tell me that today was his last day he owned his Corvette before it gets towed so we needed to party right away. If we didn’t we would regret it for the rest of our lives.
Me, wanting to ride in Ryan‘s Corvette really bad, decided to skip work and party with Ryan at Waimea. Was this the smartest decision? No. Was it extremely fun? Of course. This, is your legend.