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This past weekend I was in Omaha, Neb., for the Justin Boots Championships of the Wrangler Million Dollar Tour. What a great rodeo. I've always enjoyed those elimination-style formats for rodeo--they're exciting and fast-paced. There were some great performances, too. Luke Branquinho and Lindsay Sears repeated as champs and J.W. Harris continued his unbelievable hot streak in the bull riding. In the team roping, David Key and Brad Culpepper won it all. Now, for those of you who don't know, David lost his son, Riley, this summer in a single car accident. It was early in the morning on a Sunday morning. Riley was driving a truck with four other kids in it and only one survived the wreck. Immediately, the assumptions of alcohol being involved were made. I got to talk with David extensively this weekend and after the toxocology report, it turns out there were no drugs or alcohol in Riley's system. Earlier in the night, at a party, he and his friends were talking to some girls and some other guys who were interested in the girls blindsided them and hit Riley in the temple, knocking him to the ground. Riley and his buddies left, but the girls called and asked them to come back. They turned around and were headed back when--according to another driver following Riley--they veered into the left lane of a four-lane highway, then overcorrected into a guardrail. David thinks that the hit at the party gave Riley a concussion and he blacked out, losing control of the truck. (He doesn't think Riley simply fell asleep because what teenage boy would fall asleep in anticipation of visiting some girls.) The other driver said the brake lights never came on. Maybe the passenger in Riley's truck grabbed the wheel and jerked it back to the right. Regardless, the event was a tragedy, but I felt obligated to try to tell the rest of the story for David, Riley and Riley's mom, Tammy's, sake. Either way, David says, he's confident Riley was saved by his Lord Jesus Christ, and that's where David's true solace comes.
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