ABOUT BRIAN WOODI: BIOGRAPHY

Growing up, most of my hobbies were instructed by those profusely talented individuals who may have lacked basic phonics... this lead to my nickname of "Woodi" and Brian Woodi. After years of hearing it chanted, praised and yelled, it kind of stuck, regardless my affliction or lack thereof for this seemingly funny call tag. To make matters worse, I was born and raised in the Napa Valley, the beginning of the Northern-most wine country of California. In this town with a booming population of about seventy-thousand comprised mainly of retirees and old people in general, one can only imagine how difficult it was for this nickname to become almost permanent.

By the age of eighteen I was on my way to being a father and became desperately motivated for a career and an outlet.  Having been passionate about cars through high school, and even having swapped a SBC motor in my 86 RX7 as a senior project, my career was pretty obvious.  My outlet became the gym, a desire to excel above my physical means, and work hard enough to forget my night terrors that plagued me.  Constant sweat and and fatigue seemed to be all that kept the nights from haunting me, with the curious side affect of drawing the attention of women.  Within 4 years I had completed two years of my four-year goal for my BA, but had already blown my ambitious goal of owning a shop clear out of the water.  With slightly more than a high school diploma and knack for all things internally combusted (no pun, please!), I was on my way to super stardom in the world of fabrication and modification from the automotive norm - or so I thought.  Four years of intense work and 10 hours days sometimes 7 days a week drove me into depression and fatigue.  The partying and social scene caught up with me.  I sold the shop and retired back into the general rat race.  After spending a couple years selling motorcycles and dragging my knee at local race tracks I became obsessed with the sport of motorcycle racing.  An avid to this day, the gym has kept me out of trouble and harm's way on more than one accord.  It led me to success and rationality, and ultimately to Mega Muscle, which is my current home in front of the camera.  Amidst rumors and speculation I remain a devoted full time father and  a generally nice guy... unless I'm hunting you down on the track during an intense day of racing.

Now at 27 years old in July, and a fully pretentious Leo, my ambitious career path continues as I hunt for that ever elusive goal that is ultimate fame and stardom. Watch out, 2010, here comes Mr. B.Woodi.