The sports car sped onto  the dirt road. We were going at least 80 on the road blasting an old rock station at night. The headlights hitting the blured trees seemed like a green wall on either side.of the road. My partner Tom was on the passenger’s side screaming and halloring like some wild animal got laid. 

"Hey man this is the life!" ,He said.

I looked at him for a split second. This kid looked so goofy his outfit looked like if ace ventara  and shaggy had a baby. He was the classic stoner type of kid. Now don’t get me wrong he is a smart kid but he uses his boyish charms to get away with everything. If he actually applied him self he could do almost everything.

    But I got to thinking of what he said. He might be content of what he has but I always wanted more.  I have done more than any man could have achieved in his lifetime. And yes maybe  I should be content with what I have and accepted it. But I was stubborn and foolish to see what  I have. I start my story here in hopes to be understood.