And when I think about being that little skinny boy, from sometimes racist Lynchburg, Virginia, I would never have had that perspective to think about myself of being an astronaut, if my father hadn't taken us on a journey in this radical craft that we built with our own two hands.
Quando penso que aquele rapazinho magricela, duma Lynchburg, na Virgínia, um tanto racista, nunca teria tido aquela perspetiva de pensar em ser astronauta, se o meu pai não nos tivesse levado a viajar naquele carro original que criámos com as nossas mãos.