I had a little practice crash at park in the wet. Went something along the lines of.
Brake, brake, brake, less brake, ****ing hell still way to fast big handful of brake lock front wheel bike now crashing, let go brake still way to fast can't turn in grass, grass, more grass, this is a big field more grass, feet down riding along still upright big graduel arcing curve back across field on to track. I then proceed to settle back in to the ride as far as the chicane were the mud on my boot announced it's presence allowing me to practice some radical body positioning to the inside. Still determined to stay on it I arrived at the down hill right after hall bends and gave it a large hand full on the exit inducing a perfect hand stand. Now at this point I was convinced I had at last manged to crash properly but no the bike reappeared under me and I hit it well enough to stay on once again. I had arrived at Cadwell
I spent the rest of the day getting it sorted out on a drying track.
In twenty four days I will be back for my second visit but this time on my race bike 69
In twenty Six days I race
I can feel a song coming on, camp it up
I want break free
I want brake free
I want brake free from your lies your so self satisfied I don't need you
I've got to break free
God knows God knows I want to break free.
I've fallen in love
I've fallen in love for the first time
And this time I know it's for real
I've fallen in love yeah
God knows God knows I've fallen in love.

