
In one session I was feeling good about myself keeping with the pack out of the tight hairpin and going into a crowded turn 8, i remember seeing brake lights flicker in front of me while dragging a knee. Next thing I know is I'm sliding across the track. Somehow, I slip out without being run over, i look over my shoulder and catch sight of my bike as another rider is using my bike as a ramp, launching himself in the air. I gathered up myself and my bike and rode it back to the pits with the biggest smile on my face.
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