I remember one time Bobby and I were skating at a hidden ramp in Sarasota with a few older kids and I bailed off of the top of this massive ramp and smashed head first onto the bottom. I was out cold and the one thing I remember when I woke up was Bobby right there trying to revive me and make sure I was Ok while these jerks were trying to jump in their car and leave us. Bobby ran over and made them stop and put me in the backseat and at least take me home. They were just going to leave me there. Turns out I had a double concussion and busted ribs. If Bobby would not have ran over to attend to me and stop them from abandoning us there, miles from anywhere, who knows. He was always looking out for people and would never leave anyone behind.