Paralyzed for Five Years My Wife Kissed the Man Who Destroyed Me

The night before the international race, Nanette Swanson lost a round of truth or dare at her final bachelorette party.

The crowd egged her on: either force three drinks on her childhood sweetheart, Stephen Walker, or cut the brake lines on my race car.

She chose the latter.

The next day, I crashed.

The car spun out of control, flipping across the track, killing three drivers and two spectators. A steel rod ripped loose and punched through my body. The rear wheels rolled over my lower back.

Both my legs were permanently paralyzed. I'd spend the rest of my life with a colostomy bag.