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Well,
Was pretty excited leading up to this meeting on the 30th and 31st, fixed a few things, did a bodge job on the fairings after my last minor off, and sourced a much softer rear spring a 90 down from a 105, and finally got some tyre warmers (cheers Peter). Was hoping for great things, despite the fact that all of my crashes have been at Taupo. Still it's my favourite track, and most of the crashes have been very minor.
Well we got down there on the friday evening, chilled out with mum and dad and watched starwars. Woke up at about 4am, got excited and only got about another 30mins of sleep. So we decided to head over to the track early and set up. Put the ezy-up up. But then Kit and his brother turned up and they found someone willing to share a garage with all of us if we shared the costs. So we shifted in the garage just in time for the heavens to open. Spent the next hour or so, adjusting the preload on the rear shock with my new spring. Then made a few stabs in the dark at compression and rebound on the front forks and rear shock (I'm such a noob). Rained pretty solidly at times, but it saved the best downpour for me just as I was leaving pit lane. Absolutely bucketed down, and I got a wet crotch in about 3 seconds, brilliant. Got round one lap, but the circuit was a bloody swimming pool so I brought her in and chucked the warmers back on. Was feeling like a bit of a wuss, and had noticed that the bike hadn't wanted to turn, so checked the tyre pressures, and noticed that the front was well down.
Next session, I went out and got through about 1 lap before my bike just cut out in the hairpin at the end of the front straight. It's funny how it always happens in a corner. I suppose you are nearly always cornering on Taupo though. Pulled off to the side, figured pretty quickly that it was the power cable to the power commander. The plastic connector gets pressed on by the fairings when I chuck the tail piece on, and it's happened to me before. Managed to just get a finger up to it so that I had it sitting just connected. Took it back into the pits to get properly sorted, and wrapped it in electrical tape to stop it happening again. Got back out for maybe one or two laps before the session was over... damn. So far I think I had about 3 pretty slow laps under my belt, and I only had one more practice session before the practice race to sort out the grid for the next day.
3rd practice session, went out on nicely hot tyres so I got stuck in pretty quickly and was riding pretty hard... or so I thought. A couple of guys just blasted past me after the left hand hairpin in the middle of the circuit. Damn, was feeling a bit stressed that I was going to get my arse handed to me in the race. Still I got some good laps in and got progressively quicker throughout the session. Came in at the end, and started to get properly nervous, because me and my mate Gavin are sort of in a race team, and I knew he'd been making good ground on his K5 gsxr600, and was definitely looking hot. I knew we wanted to beat each other.
The practice race/qualifying came up, didn't realise till I saw the other bikes going out to the dummy grid, so I had to hoon to chuck the tyre warmers off. Dad was mildly annoyed cause he wanted me to make sure I was up the front of the grid for the start of the race. I ended up being last out onto the track hehe.
Hooned round to the start and just went straight up to the second row of the grid, the other guys left a gap so I took advantage. I think Gav was next to me. Green flag dropped and I launched straight into a bloody wheely, so I grabbed the clutch and let it out smoother, and actually ended up with a pretty damn good launch. Took the inside line into the first left hander, and came out in 4th place. Was stoked but a little panicky cause I'd never been at the pointy end of a superbike/supersport race before. Adrenalin was pumping bloody hard, and I just rode really agressively, was still on the back of the guy in 3rd place towards the end of the second lap. But my iron grip on the bars had taken it's toll. As my arms packed up, I screwed up the odd corner from not being able to haul it up on brakes in time. and a 1 litre vtwin aprilia came through on me. Still I managed to hold that position to the end of the four laps. Was stoked as. My best ever performance in the top class. and at least one of the guys that beat me was on a superbike. So I qualified 5th for the first race the next day, this put me right on the outside of the front row of the grid. Rather chuffed really. I think Johnno (KZ) was a place or two back, and Gavin in his first ever race on the supersport was in 10th. Top stuff all round. But I couldn't wipe the smile off my face.
Went back to the motel that night in a brilliant mood but a bit nervous about the next day.
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