The Spider's Bite
May 21, 2015
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There is no glory inward battle worth the blood it costs.
After a quick ride of shame alongside Fuzzy inward the crash truck, the FZR400 as well as I instruct inward at our pit, where the machine is hastily unloaded as well as thrown on a stand upwardly off to i side. There isn't fourth dimension to hold upwardly angry equally I receive got to instruct the Kawasaki EX500 create for the V5 race which is coming upwardly inward virtually xv minutes. I am directly starting to yell back the joys of racing to a greater extent than than i motorcycle. With no pit crew or mechanic to proceed rail of things, it all falls to me, the glutton for penalization apparently.
I throw a spiteful glance inward the FZR's direction equally I laid out the force start drill for the EX. It lights easily as well as it's off to the track. Following the warm-up lap I uncovering myself gridded adjacent to a familiar adversary, Mr. Ball on his nearly identically prepared EX. This is gonna hold upwardly a barn-burner of a bargain it is. I am fuming alongside anger at the possibility of my newly purchased race wheel beingness blown upwardly already.
The flag waves as well as I instruct the hole shot, revving the guts out of that piddling EX, banging clutchless upshifts as well as by as well as large letting my aggression accept over. I accept a tight business into the downhill Turn 1 when of a abrupt some boy of a bitch comes swooping across my bow from the starboard side as well as brilliantly stuffs me from the OUTSIDE. Heading upwardly the colina into righthander Turn 2 at that spot is zilch I tin produce but concede the spot as well as follow, equally this passenger directly has the within line. When the carmine mist clears a piddling from my eyes, I realize what I feared all along, the passenger that made the movement on me is Mr. Ball. And he came for a fight. Looking dorsum on it now, I realize this is the same movement I pulled on him twice at Mid-Ohio. Old dog, novel tricks, eh?
After clearing off from the residuum of the field, nosotros die for the whole race. I tin overstep him on the brakes going into Turn five (known equally Charlotte's Web because of the giant metallic spider sculpture there), but he keeps getting yesteryear me after on inward Turn 1. This is genuinely i of the most epic race battles I receive got had inward a career spanning over a decade. Equal machines as well as 2 riders who desire it, bad. I follow him for a lap, breathing as well as strategizing, as well as hence I brand a move.
I overstep on the brakes going into Turn vi (the Mini-Corkscrew mentioned inward an before blog), knowing his adjacent run a peril to brand a movement stick volition hold upwardly Turn 1. Sure plenty he follows me closed to as well as hence blitzes me inward 1. For the life of me I volition never sympathize why I suck hence bad at the actually fast corners, lack of testicular girth I suppose.
It is directly the final lap as well as the entirely house I know for sure I tin brand a overstep stick is inward Charlotte's Web. He volition hence hold upwardly forced to follow me closed to as well as since the race volition hold upwardly over before nosotros hitting Turn 1 again, I believe the win volition hold upwardly mine. Joe comes inward hot as well as broad into Charlotte's, practically standing upwardly the raise cease on the brakes. I come upwardly inward simply equally hot, but on his inside, knowing he can't brand the apex if I am there. I receive got to instruct on the gas sooner than Joe to brand this matter work. I tin experience it, I am going to win this race. I am going to win at the motherfucking WERA GNF my commencement flavor back! I am a racing god!!!!!!
No sooner produce these thoughts run through my fevered piddling encephalon than I listen a pocket-size howl from the front end tire. Next lousy matter I know I am sliding across the pavement on my left elbow as well as asscheek, off the rail as well as into oblivion, feeling Charlotte's somebody deep sting, my failure indelibly etched into the tape books alongside those 3 obscene letters: DNF
Goddamnit.
I overstep on the brakes going into Turn vi (the Mini-Corkscrew mentioned inward an before blog), knowing his adjacent run a peril to brand a movement stick volition hold upwardly Turn 1. Sure plenty he follows me closed to as well as hence blitzes me inward 1. For the life of me I volition never sympathize why I suck hence bad at the actually fast corners, lack of testicular girth I suppose.
It is directly the final lap as well as the entirely house I know for sure I tin brand a overstep stick is inward Charlotte's Web. He volition hence hold upwardly forced to follow me closed to as well as since the race volition hold upwardly over before nosotros hitting Turn 1 again, I believe the win volition hold upwardly mine. Joe comes inward hot as well as broad into Charlotte's, practically standing upwardly the raise cease on the brakes. I come upwardly inward simply equally hot, but on his inside, knowing he can't brand the apex if I am there. I receive got to instruct on the gas sooner than Joe to brand this matter work. I tin experience it, I am going to win this race. I am going to win at the motherfucking WERA GNF my commencement flavor back! I am a racing god!!!!!!
No sooner produce these thoughts run through my fevered piddling encephalon than I listen a pocket-size howl from the front end tire. Next lousy matter I know I am sliding across the pavement on my left elbow as well as asscheek, off the rail as well as into oblivion, feeling Charlotte's somebody deep sting, my failure indelibly etched into the tape books alongside those 3 obscene letters: DNF
Goddamnit.
