We met up with some
other friends there. First there was T-Bone (Click here to meet T-Bone) and Bob Reinen
(owner of CycleBuy, one of the series
sponsors). Main Events Mini-Motard: First to the line was the Mini-motard event again. Good start and off we all went. T-Bone took off in the lead and just checked out. He was blazing fast. Then there was Ron Gavin again, and Jeff in third. Best I could do was fourth. Gotta get a bigger motor! Novice Class: As I said, Uncle Ron was kind enough to let me ride his KTM, so he had a buddy warming it on the grid when I came in. Was like being a factory rider for a split second, jump off one bike and have somebody warming up the next ride! Gridded last and thought I would try my patented second gear fly from behind start. Green flag dropped and...blooh. Died! No second gear starts for this bike. So here I am as the field roars all the way into turn two, still kicking. Finally torch it off and off I go like a man possessed. I get over cooking it a little hot into a couple of corners, settle down and finally start catching a few folks. Now remember Jeff is in this race on his missile TTR and I am hunting for him. He said later that he kept waiting for me to go by him, unaware of course that I had botched the start so bad. Finally, I see that Jeff is the next guy in my sights. That was all it took. I wanted to pass him like nothing else and worked hard. Believe it or not, the little TTR is great in the corners! I could catch some on the straights of course, but that little flickable thing is just great in the corners. Finally I got him just at the very beginning of the front straight and stuck my middle finger out behind my back as long as I could to let him know it was me for sure! That was how it ended. Ton of fun and a really good time on that big KTM. Go to the SuperMotoUSA.net website and click on Sponsors and see if you can score a test ride on the KTM at an event. All the details are there! You owe this to yourself! Trophy 85: This turned out to be the race of the day, even for most of the spectators! We gridded and started and one of the riders went down about turn three and was injured. It took quite a while to get him taken care of and clear the track. Later reports indicated he had perhaps broken his wrist. (Our best wishes to this rider for a quick and speedy recovery!) So at the restart there were only three of us, Jeff, myself and Steve (one of the race promoters). The track was almost totally dry now, meaning I had decent traction with the DOT tires (grooved for backyard flat track) on the XR. Seems that Steve had tires that were only good in the dry too, so he was maximum sticky. Jeff, well, those tires of his were good no matter the conditions. Off we go! I get a good start and manage to arm and nudge my good buddy out of the way through turns one, two and three. Once we hit the back straight, he and the missile were GONE. Checked out. I held Steve at bay for a lap or two and then he pulled me down a straight as well. Jeff is WAY out front and Steve and I have a little battle going as I am doing all I can to stay with him. I am tucked down the straights like Jay Springsteen on the Mile looking for anything that will help. After a couple of laps, I come onto the front straight and look ahead into turn one and there is Jeff, sliding across the pavement! Now, being my buddy, my first concern is if he is OK. By the time Steve and I get there Jeff is already picking up his blue monster and appears no worse for the wear, so we continue on. Now I am in second place and first is only a couple of bike lengths in front of me! I put my head down and really work to try and catch Steve. If I can get him in the infield, maybe...I manage to get closer to him, but still having no luck actually getting by him as he just pulls me on the straights again. This epic struggle goes on for a few laps and then as I get the white flag, I look back and see Jeff gaining ground! Great. We do the last lap and when we enter the little short chute just before the front straight, I glance over and see Jeff on my tail. There is no way I am going to be able to hold him off on the front straight. I am still right on Steve hoping he will bobble in the last corner giving me a shot at the win. No such luck. Darn. Not only did Steve not bobble and I could not pass him, but Jeff got by me for second, and missed the win by a foot or two! The three of us crossed the line about as close as can be! It was a great and thrilling race even if we were just on little bikes. After all, that is why we do this, for FUN! See you at the races!! | Any Order over $100 (before shipping) will receive a FREE FlatTrackStuff.com embroidered baseball hat! Click here to see one! |
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