: Who are you?
: I'm a ring-tailed roarer.
I can draw faster
, shoot straighter
, ride harder
and drink longer
man alive. I ride cyclones and I wrestle...
: You got a name, don't you?
: I'm getting' to that. I'm the rip-snortinest cowboy that ever
rode north, south, east or west of the Rio Grande. I'm Pecos Bill.
Remember when you were a kid and all you had were your dreams and your imagination?
The whole world seemed so big and so vast.
It wasn't a matter of what we could or couldn't do...
It was more of how much time we had to do it...and what we should do first.
We couldn't wait to conquer it all.
We all get stuck at some point.
Yes, we are growing up, but that shouldn't mean we are giving up.
Don't forget what it was like to dream, to imagine, and to truly believe.
There is still hope.