Anyone got any idea how I got to plough the turf in the middle of the chicane ?
Apparantly butch saw me going down and valiantly threw his bike at mine and kept me upright, and then went on to inspect the ground himself, while I sh*t myself squirrelling over the grass.
Someone said there were loads of people with cameras around there, so it would be interesting if someone could tell me what actually happened
phil on #17 black (the morning bike)
(I rode #17 red in the afternoons)