The first time I heard about rollovers was when my dad was teaching me how to ride a motorcycle.
He was a motorcycle racer, and I grew up with a friend of mine who’d been killed by a motorcycle in the 1990s.
I don’t remember the exact location, but I know my dad rode a motorcycle and his friend was killed by one.
It was one of those things that was so tragic that it was hard to fathom it.
At the time, I was a freshman at a small school in suburban Milwaukee, in the suburbs of Milwaukee.
My best friend and I used to drive to school in my father’s old, rusty Honda Accord, and we used to take turns riding it.
I still have the license plate on it, but it was the last thing that I’d ever seen him drive, and the first thing I ever drove to school with him was in his old Honda Accord.
He’d been driving that Honda for five years and it was in perfect shape.
I’d never seen anything like it.
That’s how I learned about rollover crashes, and that’s how my first memory of a roll over was when I was about 12 years old.
It happened on a weekend, on the weekends, and it’s something that I never forget.
I was in my dad’s old Honda, driving to school on Saturday, when suddenly it hit me, and there was a big wave of the car that came over the center divider.
I hit my head hard and the car went over the divider, and all I remember is hearing the engine roar and the wheels screeching.
I’m sitting there, on my dad, and he’s just laying there, screaming, and you can hear his heart beating.
He’s on the ground, his back against the wall, and a car has just rolled over him.
It wasn’t until later, when I looked back on it that I realized that the guy had been driving the car for the entire time that he had been killed.
The Honda Accord had been completely destroyed.
It had just been totally wrecked.
It went straight through a gate.
I didn’t see what happened.
I knew nothing about the accident.
The next thing I knew, my dad had died, but the rest of my life was a blur.
I had no memory of the accident until I was 24 years old, when my mother passed away.
My first memory is that I had to get my dad a funeral, and then I had a second memory of my dad getting a funeral and a funeral service.
When my dad died, I knew that it had happened, but until that point, I’d had no idea.
That was how I’d been living my life.
My family was split apart and we were both at a disadvantage.
My father was an engineer.
He worked in the auto industry.
He had an engineering degree, and at that time in the car industry, a lot of engineering was being done on the car, on suspension and suspension components.
I remember thinking, “Wow, that’s amazing.
That means he was one smart, smart engineer.
And I guess I’d also learned something about engineering, but not in the way I’d expected.”
I started to wonder, “What if I wasn’t smart, and if he was just another person who got hurt in an accident, or had a bad accident?”
I was going through this phase where I was trying to learn everything I could, and not even knowing what the world looked like, so I began to wonder what life was like in the real world.
When I went back to school at 16 years old and became interested in engineering, it was a whole different world.
It started off with the same kind of classes I’d done in college: engineering, physics, computer science.
The classes didn’t have much in common, but that’s the way it was back then.
It just felt like everyone else was doing it.
It’s a different world now.
There are so many different kinds of engineering that people are doing now.
Engineering is different than engineering is in the ’80s.
It takes a lot more technology and a lot less human skill to design a car now than it did then.
We have a huge range of vehicles and a very wide range of different materials, so it’s all very different.
When you think about engineering in a nutshell, it’s very simple.
You can think of engineering as a science, and in the early days of engineering, the first things you had to do were measure, measure, and measure again.
So you would measure the stiffness of the metal you were using to make a spring, you would have to calculate the force that was applied to the spring, and eventually you would get a weight that was added to the weight of the spring.
Now you have to do all those measurements, you have your equations, you need to measure all these things.
There’s just so much more to it.
When we think about cars