Jett said "I don't wanna be gamma rayed man... I'm just here to move dirt! Here I come folks, I'm doin the Maxwell Jump!" Because Jett didn't have the knowledge of what he could't do, he took a nosedive hardcore spill. KABOOM! One hundred men heard the sound, and turned their frowns upside-downs. With a foam groan he said "You very well may be able to save my life." So with teeth in hand and dirt in tow, they packed tall Tex and walked 75 miles. So it goes, Sam Houston Raceway, which is not Venus*. It had a speed shop candy cane broken nose. Life flight knew the way because Andy cracked head on the down hill heart attack. Shhhhhhping....a.......Hello.