Hi. My name is christopher forrest riner, and this is my story.
I live in a quiet town in southwest virginia, where you have to drive about an hour just to find a yomega. I have lived in a couple of cities for short stints of time, but the rolling hills are where I belong.
I’m 24 years old right now and I have a daughter, Bella, who’s about to turn 4. Back when I was in highschool I started throwing (yomegas), but i didn’t really stick with it too long because of other problems that I had… I was getting in with the wrong crowd.
I don’t want to get too into details, but I thought it was important to let anyone out there who it might help hear my story. To put it as simply as I can, in the past 7 years I have been to rehab 6 times and had three heart attacks.
I have been clean for about a year now, and I don’t think it would be possible without the wonderful world of yoyo. I can stand here today and say without a doubt that a simple, circular design with a string wrapped around the axle can save a little girl’s father.
Talking about making the simple amazing.
I don’t want to take up too much time or make this link too long, but for anyone else out there that is struggling with ANYTHING in life, feel free to contact me, Christopher Riner, (firstname.lastname@example.org). Everyone’s experience in life is different, but I have gone from being deported to a Costa Rican Boot camp, to lying in a hospital bed begging for my life, to finishing college and getting accepted to law school. The yoyo is more than a toy. It’s more than a sport. It’s more than anything that I think a lot of people realize. If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate.
Thanks for your time,
Christopher Forrest Riner