Quasievil
9th May 2005, 09:38
Well what can I say the racing gods were not aware of my attendance ?
But before I get into that big thanks to
Mlcrises, team manager :msn-wink: for the Tshirts and getting up so early thanks mate
Whitetrash fucking top bloke ,thanks for your help and encouragement
Hayden for mechanicl help
Frosty for advice and help
Motorracer for inspiration
Paula Fembot for support
Granny Fembot for muffins
After a good drive down from Hammy with my team manager Mlcrises we arrived at 8.30 am, bang on time, we rolled out the bike and got everything in place and I went up to register and get a day licence, I registered in F3 (which was the plan) while filling out the form I turned away for a split second and when went back to bus on the form I noticed extra ticks in F2 and SIDECARS, I turn to see the cheeky bastard frosty with a big smile on his face, BASTARD MAN !!!
Went back to the pits after a nervous toilet moment and got things soughted.
Soon it was time for my first practice in F2, F1 and F2 went out together for this, I went out fairly hard and got into it quickly, I was first out and I was bloody eager. I came around the hairpin accelerated Hard into the right hander and felt a fucking Kwaka on me left hand side, the CUNT damn near hit me he tidied up his line real fast and I got the lead in to the corner, I let him pass me after that cause he was a zx10 and rode like a wanker and I didnt want a incident before the race. I was still in tune with what I was doing and wasnt rattled by this so I kept the pace up and hel my own in the few laps we had to practice. I was feeling good.
Next practice the bike started to loose top end speed and wasnt running right, I went straight into the pits and took the tank off and ripped an piece of tape off that was covering 1/3 of the air intake (we put it there cause I was loosing power down low) this fixed that and Jimmy the Whitetrash went out for his practice in Clubmans (he entered on my bike)
I went out for my next practice and noticed the clutch was slipping,I didnt even get out of the pits ! wheeled it back and we tighten up the pushrod adjustment and out I went, I went out a little soft cause it had just rained but I didnt even last long, on the back straight the bike was clutch slipping from 8000rmp to 14000rpms so it was back into the pitts for another looky.
we played around , well WT did and it was not a happening thing, I could feel my heart sinking !!
Hayden a mechanic from Welly motorcycles ripped of the clutch cover and we saw the problem, ALL the plates were fucked, completely mushed and burnt to hell.
My day was over.
Picked myself up and went out to watch the racing, stopwatch in hand I found the mid field all running at times from 49 sec to 52 sec, so I learnt at least I would be in the midfeild as last time I ran a 50 sec, so I left the circuit knowing this and that put a smile on me dial.
Now to Mr frosty who head fucked me many times and ALWAYS mentioned he would whip my arse I say this, Tony, who passed you out of the sweeper on the first lap ?????? HUH WHO ,, what cant hear ya WHO ?????
(he will have all the reasons in the world for this prolly his bike blew up or some crazy shit like that:yes:
Now Im aiming for my next race next weekend on the 21st !!:Punk:
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But before I get into that big thanks to
Mlcrises, team manager :msn-wink: for the Tshirts and getting up so early thanks mate
Whitetrash fucking top bloke ,thanks for your help and encouragement
Hayden for mechanicl help
Frosty for advice and help
Motorracer for inspiration
Paula Fembot for support
Granny Fembot for muffins
After a good drive down from Hammy with my team manager Mlcrises we arrived at 8.30 am, bang on time, we rolled out the bike and got everything in place and I went up to register and get a day licence, I registered in F3 (which was the plan) while filling out the form I turned away for a split second and when went back to bus on the form I noticed extra ticks in F2 and SIDECARS, I turn to see the cheeky bastard frosty with a big smile on his face, BASTARD MAN !!!
Went back to the pits after a nervous toilet moment and got things soughted.
Soon it was time for my first practice in F2, F1 and F2 went out together for this, I went out fairly hard and got into it quickly, I was first out and I was bloody eager. I came around the hairpin accelerated Hard into the right hander and felt a fucking Kwaka on me left hand side, the CUNT damn near hit me he tidied up his line real fast and I got the lead in to the corner, I let him pass me after that cause he was a zx10 and rode like a wanker and I didnt want a incident before the race. I was still in tune with what I was doing and wasnt rattled by this so I kept the pace up and hel my own in the few laps we had to practice. I was feeling good.
Next practice the bike started to loose top end speed and wasnt running right, I went straight into the pits and took the tank off and ripped an piece of tape off that was covering 1/3 of the air intake (we put it there cause I was loosing power down low) this fixed that and Jimmy the Whitetrash went out for his practice in Clubmans (he entered on my bike)
I went out for my next practice and noticed the clutch was slipping,I didnt even get out of the pits ! wheeled it back and we tighten up the pushrod adjustment and out I went, I went out a little soft cause it had just rained but I didnt even last long, on the back straight the bike was clutch slipping from 8000rmp to 14000rpms so it was back into the pitts for another looky.
we played around , well WT did and it was not a happening thing, I could feel my heart sinking !!
Hayden a mechanic from Welly motorcycles ripped of the clutch cover and we saw the problem, ALL the plates were fucked, completely mushed and burnt to hell.
My day was over.
Picked myself up and went out to watch the racing, stopwatch in hand I found the mid field all running at times from 49 sec to 52 sec, so I learnt at least I would be in the midfeild as last time I ran a 50 sec, so I left the circuit knowing this and that put a smile on me dial.
Now to Mr frosty who head fucked me many times and ALWAYS mentioned he would whip my arse I say this, Tony, who passed you out of the sweeper on the first lap ?????? HUH WHO ,, what cant hear ya WHO ?????
(he will have all the reasons in the world for this prolly his bike blew up or some crazy shit like that:yes:
Now Im aiming for my next race next weekend on the 21st !!:Punk:
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