[John Rogers]

In 1969 I had a very bad motorcycle wreck where my left knee was crushed and since metal knee joints weren't too good yet the good surgeon built me one from bone of my right hip. The Air Force hospital I was in gave me morphine every 3 to 4 hours and one shot just before my PT session. The meds just made me not care about the pain and I guess I really hollered when the PT lady would bend my knee but I never remembered it!

Back in 1995 or so arthritis set in badly and I took Naproxen but after a while it never worked. Started stronger stuff (Hydrocodone) and if I stopped it for one or two days before a vintage race I found I could barely walk and my legs world get numb! That is bad for turn 3 at the CA Speedway as I could not feel the brake pedal. So I sold the race car and do black powder bench rest target shooting instead...….much easier on the body.