Finally decided to go play with the big boys (i.e. proper fast, not pretends fast) and I had an absolute ball.
However, I'm completely shagged! I've spent hours and hours out at Woodhill, so I'm pretty comfortable in sand now, but there's something about trying to ride competitively... Even though it was just a practice and only 20 minute sessions, it had me hanging out of my helmet by the end of each session. My mate couldn't even manage to finish a session.
Was awesome though, nothing too scary for the novices, even though quite a few people were being stretchered out for a sit in the ambulance.
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