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I was working the gate that day so I could help him.
I was parked close to the gate, but I was having to run back and forth to help him be ready on time.
His practice was coming up and I go to get his bike warmed up. Gas on, choke on, it's race ready, 2 kicks and it should run.
Nope, I'm kicking away at this thing, trying to orchestrate flaggers and EMTs over my headset, and it just won't fire....Brand freaking new.
A kid, probably about 12 parked next to us must have seen my panic, and said "Tale the exhaust plug out".
Holy hell, man! Granted, I couldn't hear well with the headset, but I did have over 30 experience at the time....
Nothing like getting the "What a dumbass" look from your 10 year old kid.
It was at the Kyogle stadium cross, think fairground race but smaller haha but for whatever reason it used to get some big names to race at it.. More on those in the second story
First one was coming back from scrutineering (Do you guys call it tech?) and I thought I'd run along side, jump on side saddle and roll into the pits cool as a cucumber, impressing the pants off the new girlfriend in the process.
I was on the LEFT side, so I hung my helmet on the RIGHT side of the bars put in a couple of fast strides and jumped on, with both legs on the LEFT side, accidentally knocking it into gear in the process bike essentially stopped but my momentum forced me to 'high side' over to the RIGHT side.. Full sprawling crash, new girlfriends pants stayed where they were..
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Just go to like 6 minutes and enjoy. I’d say I was so sketch, but that would imply I’m no longer sketchy...
Anyway the second I have talked about on here before but, the bike shop that gave me a bit of sponsorship wanted someone to promote the new RMX 250.. So they thought that during the 'expression session' break that I could do a lap or two on it showing it's capabilities on a track anyway the shop owner said a few times to blow the horn (not sure why) but anyway I'd done the lap as fast as I could and as I was coming up to the finish line jump, I was planning on throwing some sort of heel clicker or early freestyle can can,
It was then that I realised that I hadn't blown the horn at all yet, so I got into the air and 'beep beep' was all I could manage haha with maybe a slight butt whip.. I thought it's cool I'll get another lap to redeem myself but nope they flagged me in, SHIT! I look over and all my mates are giving me sarcastic thumbs up
To add to the embarrasment the announcer thought I was part of the 'expression session' and we had dudes like Andrew McFarlane doing massive whips and future freestyle dudes doin no hander landers and nac nacs and shit, but the winner won on applause and because the announcer played up the 'local boy' angle I bloody won! haha
$100! My shout! haha
Another time I put the piston to my 1980 yz125 in backwards. It was days before some big race (I think it might’ve been one of the 1st SX amateur days at San Diego). My bike ran like shit so I barrowed the engine from my neighbor/best friend....I swapped motors for one race...then later realized my mistake. Still tight with that friend!
Anyway, about 5 minutes from the range the motor seized up solid. In the blink of an eye, at 70 MPH on a back road, carrying guns. Things got exciting for a few seconds until I got the clutch in. Seems I'd forgotten to check the injection system tank for oil. In fact, I'm not sure I knew it had an injection system tank or that I was supposed to check it.
So we walked to the nearest house, still carrying guns, to use their phone (rotary, bitch!) and called my Dad, who came and got us, and the bike, in his pickup. It was an expensive lesson in 2 stroke lubrication, but the ole RD ran even better with new pistons and rings and such. It was my first street bike and I still remember how damn fast it was. My parents never had a clue what that thing would do on a dark PA road late at night.
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It's amazing how the universe has the ability to slap your ass right back into line when you get a little over the top
The looks from the guys at the timing loop was priceless. They hated me. haha
Pit Row
I was putting a sighting lap in on my new 450, just rolling around in 1st-2nd gear. I lugged it up this little table top so slow that my wheels barely left the ground. I blipped the throttle when I touched down and the damn thing flamed out!
I was in a really lazy stand-up riding position, and the bike stalled so hard that it threw my thighs into the bars and lifted my feet off the pegs.The bike was still rolling with both wheels on the ground but I went into a slow motion swan-dive over the bars... Slid down the front fender on my belly, then went into a full-on scorpion on the ground. I remember looking over at the flagger who never got out of his chair and was just staring at me wondering wtf I just did haha.
My neck was sore for a few days, and my ego was sore for a few more!
My dad asked me what I was trying to do, so I explained it to him. He laughed, explained how those guys were coasting up in neutral and asked me to not do it again until I got older.
Good times!
Plus the concession stands where you could buy tee shirts.
I used to save my birthday money just for the tee shirts as a kid.
Anyway, all was going fine on the jump. However, I decided to ride a wheelie on the way back around to hit the jump again. It was hard packed and rough. Pulled a Larry loop out right in front of everyone lol..
Winter O's, TT day.
Holeshot was against the woods (opposite of big track gate). First turn was a left hand 90. After the turn was a single, then enough room to grab 3rd, nother single, nother single.. None were able to be doubled.
All the fast A guys were wheelyin' over the second one and saving huge time. I watched them all day waiting for my Moto and was gonna holeshot and do it. Well my Moto was the cut off which made me first Moto in the morning.
Morning comes, hot lap comes. I did a start, hit first single scrubish, grabbed 3rd and lifted the front. Absolutelyfuckinperfect. I nailed it just like they were.
Gate drops, 2nd-3rd ish into the first turn, scrub first single, grab 3rd, loft the front....... BOOOIIINNNGGGG, straight to the freaking moon. I lifted way too hard and got the ol ejecto-seat-o-cuz right in the ass when my rear end come up. I dive bombed the next single like a lawn dart, had enough momentum my body made it over the next single.
Probably funny as hell to people cuz it was C class, but I hope they saw me rip it on the hot lap.. lol
I walked it off, got a ride back to the motorhome, cleaned all my knarly road rash and then walked all the way back up to watch SX practice. Sit there for 35-40 minutes, stand up, about fell to the ground because it felt like a knife in my knee. Loosened boots, pulled my pants down, pulled knee pad off and literally watched my knee swell to the side of a legit soccer ball.. Ended up exploding the bersa sack in my knee. Spent turkey day on a sleeping bag outside the motorhome for dinner, all while hollerin at chic's cuz I was ripped on pain pills lol.. 6 months in a soft cast to the hip.
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