Came home this way fom Chch tonight, looking forward to a quick blat down the terraces. Had to rush to beat a ute just before the start and, bugger me, all the corners were full of grit - hot weather and wet tar I suppose. So the guy in the ute must have been pissing himself, up my backside as I crept around the corners...
I may have missed it in my rush to be first into the bends, but I didn't see any sign...
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