Don't know him but that's downhill too, so lots of brakes, back end breaks loose, he's working that pile because they do not steer as well as a _______ Fill in the blank (is any other bike).
Them days is obeer for me. And then again, a few weekends ago, I don't know if I'm pushing just to catch up, or the guy in back I just keep at bay in the mirror? I think I may be the oldest rider of the group. I'm last all the time and when I come around a corner, some have their helmets and jackets off already. Bunch of trackday regulars I'm dealing with. Borrowed someone's leathers and went out on the track after 32yrs. Started to learn the track and then got into that rhythm I used to know and now I know why they take off on me... That's a big helper getting that mindset back in shape.
Yeah, but what for? Those are boys with bank and can afford the equipment with warmers and all that. Nice hobby but I don't have to prove anything to myself anymore. Speaking about bank, that trackday ride I'm riding home from, it toned me up sorta speak with those few laps. I felt like 'race' all over again. I'm like Apo most of the time [me sitting on two tickets] and I see this new dealer tag for a license plate pass me. I see a slight 14R looking guy that went to the bank...
... Poor guy. I should apologize or call him chicken-I don't think I grew up yet. Stupid me is thinking, oh look a stocker.!
So I get my race face on.
Stupid me is never without 'RACE' in the head game.
I'm thinking easy pick'inns so I shoot over to his lane and line up next to him.
I give it the one half second she-doodles showing, we ready?
So I back off, look in the mirror, he's high tailing it to the other lanes and begins splitting lanes.
Poor guy. WOT was I thinking?
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