David Peters loved racecars. His mother ignited the obsession when, after David's first day of kindergarten, she had rewarded him with a miniature Matchbox racecar. He could envision the bold words emblazoned across the car's side: 'Matchbox Super Rally'� something or other. There were more words after that, but, sadly, David couldn't read them.

He was born with Crenshaw disease, a lamentable condition in which the sufferer is unable to understand anything after the first three words of a sentence or phrase. For example, a teacher scolding, 'David Peters, would you come here this instant and stop teasing Susie Jenkins?'� would only be heard as 'David Peters would.'� This disease made Peter's academic life difficult, as one could witness in the thesis of his eighth grade literature essay, 'Huck Finn is.'�

Nonetheless, David pursued and accomplished his dream of becoming a professional racecar driving. It was a commendable effort, tarnished only by the fact that he died at the age of thirty-three in a horrific car accident, when his driving coach instructed him by earpiece, 'David, go faster and you won't make the turn!'�

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