Kickaha
13th March 2007, 12:07
Divvo and Kickaha at the Shithole (Puke Nationals)
The comedy started as we arrived in Auckland at the rental car company, Goober got his licence out and Divvo, Pig and myself did a runner to the car so we wouldn’t have to drive, we all hoped in the back which was a tight squeeze (lucky we’re all “good” friends) and waited, after about 5 minutes we started the engine and turned on the aircon, another 5 minutes and the lady from the rental company tells us “he’s not coming out until someone else fronts with a licence”, another 10 minutes and Pig rings the rental company and gets them to tell Goober to “harden up” about 10 minutes after that Goober comes out tells us we’re a pack of cunts:mad: and hops in and we head off to Puke with us yelling directions at him
We get to the track with the rental dragging it’s arse on the ground and bail out and go to work on the outfit which was driven up to Puke courtesy of burtsidecar16, a change of gearing, change the brake pads and a quick look over and it’s good to go, as we’re not doing the Friday practice we jump back in the rental and bugger off to stock up on food and piss for the night
Friday night and the boys are getting hammered and having a bbq and then some pommy cock turns up and wants to shag Goober:buggerd: (well he did refer to him as the cute bald guy) cowpoos takes a header off the deck onto the lawn and much shit is talked and piss is drunk as the guys want to be on top form for the racing
Arriving at the track Saturday morning, we check the tyre pressures and stick the body on and wander off for the riders briefing
P1 Saturday
We’re taking it easy and bedding in the new brakes and after a couple of laps we pull in and I get some new instructions form Divvo and we go back out for a couple more, we hit the left leading up the hill and there’s what looks like smoke drifting over the track, turns out an outfit lost a fire extinguisher and when it hit the deck the top smashed off and spewed the contents out, we pull back in and hook the body back off and Divvo changes the castor/camber for the next session as it feels a bit twitchy in the front, a look at the time sheets and we’re 16th on the grid :lol:
P2 Saturday
We dick about for a couple of laps warming up the brake and tyres and then Divvo dials it up a bit, we come up over the hill behind the #36 of Peter/James pull out and pass then and slot in behind #16 Burt/Tim into turn 1, through the chicane and then pass them down the back straight, another couple of laps and we pull back in, we’ve knocked 10 sec off our P1 time and move up to 5th on the grid :niceone:
Race 1
Our start is average but it’s good enough to be in 4th on lap 1, a couple of laps later and the Lawrence brothers ride around the outside of us in turn 1, we run them down on the back straight and they’re right behind us into the hairpin over the hill and into turn one and for the next few laps this goes on, then as we hit turn on we’re coming up behind a backmarker and the Lawrence’s get around then and into the chicane where we get held up and they get a break, #16 Burt/Tim have had an “off” and #2NZ Stu/Darren have a big moment over the top of the hill Stu reckons he could already taste hospital food :doctor: , we close down the Lawrence’s but they come home in front and we finish 5th behind them
After the racing Jason voice has a set of Scales and a few outfits get weighed, the Goober/Pig combo weigh in at a hefty 500kg all up, I'm suprised that outfit goes as quick as it does :bleh:
Saturday night and we’re having a quiet one, Pig tells us riders briefing is at 7.30 which I thought was a bit early but I’m up in time to get to the track and go and wake everyone else just to get told “I didn’t think you’d fall for that” bastards
Scrub session is up and Whitetrash is on the outfit for a few laps all, I show him what to do realising that as soon as it gets cranked up he’ll probably forget so I settle for telling him “don’t let go” I know he's had a good time cause I can hear him yahooing from the top of the stand when he comes back in:woohoo:
Race 2 Sunday
A far better start and we’re with the front bunch on lap 1, the Lawrence’s take a couple to catch us but we’re still in front of them at the hairpin but the yellow flags are out and waved, we can’t see anything on the track but coming over the hill the red is waved and #2NZ Stu/Darren are waving their arms to slow and I start doing the same as I see the crashed outfit in the centre of the track and we’re directed back to the pits and later told the race will not be re run
Race3 Sunday
It’s been a long day and with the previous race accident I just want it over and done with, we hit turn 1 in 4th and are trying to stick with the leaders but they’re slowly edging away, the Lawrence’s are all over us again and when Divvo misses a gear out of the hairpin the give us a bit of a nudge, #36 Peter/James on their mint “LCR Replica” are right in there as well we swap places with the Lawrence’s as usual, they’re in front at the Hairpin which is a bad thing and then Peter/James try an outside pass which we close the door on, next lap and the Lawrence’s pull out with a dud fuel pump and we have a small gap on Peter/James and then #111 Pete/Gavin slide up the inside into the hairpin, we chase them for lap and nail them down the back and go into the hairpin a bit tighter and he takes us around the outside , we come out of the hairpin side by side and there’s a back marker in our way ,I see Divvo check left but Pete/Gavin are alongside and go through for 4th as we case them over the hill and run in 5th
I climb off the outfit in the pits and I’m fucked, I have to get Joni to pull my leathers off, my left leg has gone numb from the bashing on the fairing, my left elbow hurts like a bastard and I’ve got a lot of bruises but I’m fairly happy with the way the meeting went, the fast guys are some 4 sec a lap quicker and I’m fucked if I can see where we can make that up, the outfits spinning up over the bumps on the hill and out of the hairpin so maybe I need more pies,mmmmmmmmm pies:drool:
other memorable moments,Cowpoos boot getting the "Divvo treatment", RiffRaff getting bitten on the arse by Divvo, and getting kissed goodbye by Cowpoos (the homo needs to shave)
Congratulations to Scrivy/Sidecarbob for a well deserved NZ Title
Thansk once again to our awesome hosts Riffraff and Whitetrash for putting up with us, Divvo for taking me on as swinger for the season and Joni for being so patiint with all the time spent away racing or working on the outfit
Roll on next year:yes:
The comedy started as we arrived in Auckland at the rental car company, Goober got his licence out and Divvo, Pig and myself did a runner to the car so we wouldn’t have to drive, we all hoped in the back which was a tight squeeze (lucky we’re all “good” friends) and waited, after about 5 minutes we started the engine and turned on the aircon, another 5 minutes and the lady from the rental company tells us “he’s not coming out until someone else fronts with a licence”, another 10 minutes and Pig rings the rental company and gets them to tell Goober to “harden up” about 10 minutes after that Goober comes out tells us we’re a pack of cunts:mad: and hops in and we head off to Puke with us yelling directions at him
We get to the track with the rental dragging it’s arse on the ground and bail out and go to work on the outfit which was driven up to Puke courtesy of burtsidecar16, a change of gearing, change the brake pads and a quick look over and it’s good to go, as we’re not doing the Friday practice we jump back in the rental and bugger off to stock up on food and piss for the night
Friday night and the boys are getting hammered and having a bbq and then some pommy cock turns up and wants to shag Goober:buggerd: (well he did refer to him as the cute bald guy) cowpoos takes a header off the deck onto the lawn and much shit is talked and piss is drunk as the guys want to be on top form for the racing
Arriving at the track Saturday morning, we check the tyre pressures and stick the body on and wander off for the riders briefing
P1 Saturday
We’re taking it easy and bedding in the new brakes and after a couple of laps we pull in and I get some new instructions form Divvo and we go back out for a couple more, we hit the left leading up the hill and there’s what looks like smoke drifting over the track, turns out an outfit lost a fire extinguisher and when it hit the deck the top smashed off and spewed the contents out, we pull back in and hook the body back off and Divvo changes the castor/camber for the next session as it feels a bit twitchy in the front, a look at the time sheets and we’re 16th on the grid :lol:
P2 Saturday
We dick about for a couple of laps warming up the brake and tyres and then Divvo dials it up a bit, we come up over the hill behind the #36 of Peter/James pull out and pass then and slot in behind #16 Burt/Tim into turn 1, through the chicane and then pass them down the back straight, another couple of laps and we pull back in, we’ve knocked 10 sec off our P1 time and move up to 5th on the grid :niceone:
Race 1
Our start is average but it’s good enough to be in 4th on lap 1, a couple of laps later and the Lawrence brothers ride around the outside of us in turn 1, we run them down on the back straight and they’re right behind us into the hairpin over the hill and into turn one and for the next few laps this goes on, then as we hit turn on we’re coming up behind a backmarker and the Lawrence’s get around then and into the chicane where we get held up and they get a break, #16 Burt/Tim have had an “off” and #2NZ Stu/Darren have a big moment over the top of the hill Stu reckons he could already taste hospital food :doctor: , we close down the Lawrence’s but they come home in front and we finish 5th behind them
After the racing Jason voice has a set of Scales and a few outfits get weighed, the Goober/Pig combo weigh in at a hefty 500kg all up, I'm suprised that outfit goes as quick as it does :bleh:
Saturday night and we’re having a quiet one, Pig tells us riders briefing is at 7.30 which I thought was a bit early but I’m up in time to get to the track and go and wake everyone else just to get told “I didn’t think you’d fall for that” bastards
Scrub session is up and Whitetrash is on the outfit for a few laps all, I show him what to do realising that as soon as it gets cranked up he’ll probably forget so I settle for telling him “don’t let go” I know he's had a good time cause I can hear him yahooing from the top of the stand when he comes back in:woohoo:
Race 2 Sunday
A far better start and we’re with the front bunch on lap 1, the Lawrence’s take a couple to catch us but we’re still in front of them at the hairpin but the yellow flags are out and waved, we can’t see anything on the track but coming over the hill the red is waved and #2NZ Stu/Darren are waving their arms to slow and I start doing the same as I see the crashed outfit in the centre of the track and we’re directed back to the pits and later told the race will not be re run
Race3 Sunday
It’s been a long day and with the previous race accident I just want it over and done with, we hit turn 1 in 4th and are trying to stick with the leaders but they’re slowly edging away, the Lawrence’s are all over us again and when Divvo misses a gear out of the hairpin the give us a bit of a nudge, #36 Peter/James on their mint “LCR Replica” are right in there as well we swap places with the Lawrence’s as usual, they’re in front at the Hairpin which is a bad thing and then Peter/James try an outside pass which we close the door on, next lap and the Lawrence’s pull out with a dud fuel pump and we have a small gap on Peter/James and then #111 Pete/Gavin slide up the inside into the hairpin, we chase them for lap and nail them down the back and go into the hairpin a bit tighter and he takes us around the outside , we come out of the hairpin side by side and there’s a back marker in our way ,I see Divvo check left but Pete/Gavin are alongside and go through for 4th as we case them over the hill and run in 5th
I climb off the outfit in the pits and I’m fucked, I have to get Joni to pull my leathers off, my left leg has gone numb from the bashing on the fairing, my left elbow hurts like a bastard and I’ve got a lot of bruises but I’m fairly happy with the way the meeting went, the fast guys are some 4 sec a lap quicker and I’m fucked if I can see where we can make that up, the outfits spinning up over the bumps on the hill and out of the hairpin so maybe I need more pies,mmmmmmmmm pies:drool:
other memorable moments,Cowpoos boot getting the "Divvo treatment", RiffRaff getting bitten on the arse by Divvo, and getting kissed goodbye by Cowpoos (the homo needs to shave)
Congratulations to Scrivy/Sidecarbob for a well deserved NZ Title
Thansk once again to our awesome hosts Riffraff and Whitetrash for putting up with us, Divvo for taking me on as swinger for the season and Joni for being so patiint with all the time spent away racing or working on the outfit
Roll on next year:yes: