As a child, I always dreamed of owning my own full-size truck. My love for these vehicles was sparked on August 22, 1986, the day I attended my first professional pickup truck race event. I still remember the way I felt that day at the arena. Standing there in my seat next the my father, chills of pleasure ran down my spine as the roar of the cheering crowd filled the arena and my ears. The entire experience was life changing, seeing the trucks race past each other at high speeds. That day I also realized the risk involved with the sport, as I witnessed one Chevy truck slam into another, busting the Dodge Ram tail light. Don’t get me wrong, though, this spectacle didn’t scare me, but rather it enhanced my appreciation for the sport. Having said all this, it was truly a dream come true purchasing my own Ram truck recently. I take care of this truck like I would my own kid, for I don’t want anything happening to it. Like what happened to that truck on the track that day, I don’t want anyone to come crashing into my 2003 Dodge Ram 1500 tail light.