You’re Price’s kid. You’re a NASCAR racer. You love your job. You love the rush of adrenaline you get on the track. You were doing pretty good in your career as well

Price would go to every single one of your races. Ghost, Soap, Gaz and some other soldiers would come and see you race too. They would all cheer you on. Price was so proud of you

You we’re racing just fine when something went wrong and you crashed. Your car went up in flames. Everyone was freaking out, especially Price