Partly. Track days hone an imcomplete set of skills necessary for survival on the road. The placement of a pedestrian crossing halfway down the back straight, random jaywalkers on Higgins, a campervan and a cellphone-using kindy mum in a RAV4 going around the other way would add a more relevant reality to track days if they were intended for the purpose of road riding skills development.
"Standing on your mother's corpse you told me that you'd wait forever." [Bryan Adams: Summer of 69]
I am commuting around Auckland every day - so yeah, I practise slow-speed manoeuvres, emergency braking, slow cornering, fast cornering and looking for escape routes every day. I only practise wet white paint on wet days though. If I didn't lift my head and look deep into the corner I would probably end up riding into another vehicle.
If you want to practise for the worst of the traffic then Auckland is the place to do it.
You'd be surprised (maybe)...randoms cutting in on your line mid corner,freakish braking manoeuvres amongst a gaggle of testosterone filled riders,gravel/coolant/etc mid corner on occasion, heavy braking whilst on a lean.
Basically being fully aware of your surroundings while having a fang with others fanging their wang.
Exactly, a typical ride to work and back includes but is not limited to:
- 1 pedestrian or animal don't look before crossing.
- 2 people see me but take my line anyway.
- 3 people do not see me and take my line.
- 4 people who make a legal pass but then slow down to slower than I was going in the first place as soon as they are past.
- 5 cages who can't bear to let a commuter past.
- 12 Blind corners that entry speed is the difference between making it or not.
Everyday is a new day...
You're still all going in the same direction which reduces the chances of a fatal collision many fold.
Sounds like the normal weak justification for track days as training.
I've done road oriented training on the track. It's flipping brilliant. Going round and round as fast as you can (track days in other words) does nothing but cement incorrect lines and braking markers (for a lot of people anyway, not necessarily everyone) for negotiating a track as quickly as possible.
Track days are neither fish nor fowl.
If a man is alone in the woods and there isn't a woke Hollywood around to call him racist, is he still white?
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