Why do we do it?
Worked all day for 2 days, then drove all night,
living off gas station food and pepto.
Scrambled all the next day, sorting out the bike on 2 hours sleep.
Started from scratch on race day with the 'B' bike,
cause I found issues with the 'A' bike late the night before.
There's always victim when you go racing!
We got an unofficial 4th on saturday.
(I kinda forgot to transfer the scoring transponder when we switched bikes. Good thing we didn't win!)
Not bad, considering one of the floats gave up, dumping gas into the cylinders.
Sunday was a success, we got on the box with a 3rd!
A very respectable 3rd. 1 and 2 were the Kawisaki with the #1 plate for 2 years,
and a hot shoe who came to ride a Ducati. They just took off.
Harry couldn't catch them, but was way in front of the rest of the field.
Pretty damn good for having less than 20 laps on the bike.
Next time...We Win!
Any good biker has gotta include some sexy pictures of women.
Am I not right?
This year, being my third time at the track, I finally got to the Barber Museum.
I tried my hand at filming my experience, to better share with you all.
So, keep your eyes out for it, it is now in Brando's hands...
I did have the honor of atracting the interest of a photographer,
Here are a couple of his shots: