Evel Knievel is dead. but at least, in the end, he believed in something... God.


Before Evel says goodbye, he talks about how he found God a few months ago, in a hotel room in Daytona Beach. “All my life I was an atheist,” he says. “I’d tell people I didn’t believe Jesus could walk on water. Then something happened in Daytona. God spoke to me. He said, ‘Robert, you got to stop tellin’ people you don’t believe in me. I been takin’ care of you for years, watchin’ over you. I done everything for you. And you go tell people you don’t believe in me. You gotta stop it.’

the closest i can go Evel Knievel-like driving my dirt bike, was race against anyone trying to overtake me... last year, finally sobered down and sold it... though i miss that big engine, big tire kindda bike, i gotta steer away from temptation.

for i am weak.