After years of being a Very Successful illegal street racer, I finally had the money to attend professional racing schools and then enter open wheel Formula Car

After years of being a Very Successful illegal street racer, I finally had the money to attend professional racing schools and then enter open wheel Formula Cars races. To be clear, I street raced in and around NYC late at night and alone because I would not risk any of my friends lives in the event of the worst outcome that is Always possible. I can remember drives I have taken years and years later. Going fast is my thing and has been since I was 6 years old. However if you ask me about my first organized Formula Car race: I have virtually No Memory of those 20 or so minutes of my life... I remember the warmup lap and the green flag but thats about it. It took a while and a lot of effort but yes I did eventually dominate on the track. I won races, poles, fastest laps and I was offered the chance to turn pro... I mention this only to give credence to the oddities that Stress and/or Fear have on memory. So now when I hear reports of Police in shootouts Not Remembering what happened... I UNDERSTAND.