By AMANDA VINCENT
“By 1982, we accomplished all we set out to,” Jeff says, “and we weren’t as challenged as you need to be to stay motivated.” But they kept racing—and winning—anyway. “We did honestly think he was burned out,” Carol recalls.“He kind of got stale, or bored. We cut back to twenty-five or so weekends of quarter-midget racing,” says John. They bought a boat for Jeff to practice waterskiing. He went to windsurfing school. They moved to a new house.In junior high, he discovered break dancing and fell in love with it. There was still bike riding, skateboarding, and playing pickup basketball at the park. He kept busy, but the absence of racing left a time vacuum, especially during the period after school and before Carol and John returned from work.“When you kept Jeff occupied, you were good,” Kimberly says. “But when he had downtime, he didn’t always make the best choices. He’d tend to pick the mischievous kids and hang out with them.”“My influences changed a lot when I went to junior high,” Jeff says. “I started break dancing and listening to different music and had other friends in my new neighborhood”—a number of whom were at least a couple years older and a bit more delinquently inclined.