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Good on yer Ralph. Indeed, listening for the paddock calls, and knowing where and when to go exactly does take a bit of learning.
Park next to someone who races in your class and buddy up with them is my advice, it’ll take away at least one item of stress!
I still remember the nerves, I couldn’t believe it, thought I’d be sick at times sat there waiting for the flag to drop. Then it drops, and it’s as close as I can imagine to what it must have been like in a WW11 dog fight. Then it’s over. Then you have to fix the bike ready for the next dog fight!
At least the fixing kept the nerves at bay!
Got used to it after a while though. Even managed to build bikes that didn’t need fixing!
It’s an awful lot of work just to get an adrenaline high tho innit? Drugs would be a lot cheaper...
There is something wrong with me. As soon as my motor starts, I am never going to crash again. - That is not reality. I don't ever start my bike at home, because if it fires up I feel the urge to give it a squirt up the street. And there is a cop living across the road and another around the corner.
The first time I raced, I locked the front brake at the end of the straight, and slid up the road on my back at about 90 MPH in front of my two sons. So I never had to watch them racing motorcycles.