Jeffery Maume, came rushing to his side to assess the situation. Upon coming in contact with the ground, Novack’s wingman, Master Sgt. During those seconds in the air, his immediate thought was he would be ok.
At this moment, he figured he would hang onto the bike and make a smooth land and get back on track, however, his plan failed.Īs he hit the turn, he soared through the air with his bike and came crashing down on the hot pavement. As he approached the bend in the track, he realized he could not slow down fast enough. “I had no idea what was about to happen.”Īs Novak began riding the course, he increased his speed not aware of the curve that was right around the corner. “Riding my dirt bike is something I really enjoy doing and I’ve only been doing it for a few months,” Novack said. After gearing up, it was only a matter of minutes before his life would be changed forever. After learning about the race track here on Guam, it was only a matter of time before he hopped on a bike and pursued his hobby.Īfter a long day of work, Novack made plans to ride his dirt bike to decompress.
Ryan Novack, 36th Munitions Squadron flight leader, always wanted to race dirt bikes. These were the words spoken by an Airman who would soon experience and overcome a road filled with pain, courage and resiliency.Ģnd Lt. “I can’t feel my legs, I can’t feel anything.”
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