Manfield, obviously. Thanks to a the organisers, it was a fantastic day.
And I have the biggest, stupidest grin imagineable on my face. What a buzz. For anyone considering it, just go. It's a fantastic way of working on your riding skills, and it's just plain fun besides.
The "slow" group had some supermotards, 650s, even a Ducati 848, so I got left behind in the straights a lot, but corners were plenty fun. Scraped a peg twice and my boot about four times, so memo to self to tuck my foot in better (I ride with the balls of my foot on the peg, but apparently my foot is simply too far out). The chicken strips on my amazing (

) Shinkos have shrunk to around 3mm on the back, so I was getting it over a little more.
A guy there ran lines for me in the fourth session, which was really enlightening: showed me that what I thought was a late apex wasn't really, and I needed to travel a lot deeper into the corner before tipping in.
Definitely addictive though. Won't be my last track day

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