Slower than I was, for sure, but it is a psycholgical thing. It's down to experience pure and simple.
One of the things that has made me a lot slower on the road is having had a couple of lowsides on track - on both occasions I didn't know anything about it. There was no warning that the front was going to let go, it was just cranked right over with both tyres going grip, grip, grip, grip then suddenly I was sliding down the track on my arse watching my bike shower sparks back at me. On the track, on both ocassions, I just slid down the road, gently over a flat kerb and onto the grass, the only injury I sustained was a very small graze on the heel of my hand where my glove wore through. On the road, the chances of coming off without hitting something hard, or firing yourself through a hedge are remote. If you do come off, chances are it's gonna hurt big time. So trusting the front end is a big psychological barrier to me.
Having said all that, I still ride quickly on the road, I'm a little bit rustier than my riding mates because I haven't been able to get out as much this year and because for the last few rideouts I've been getting used to a completely different bike. Maybe it's because I haven't been out riding with them so much that I'm like Ali and a good few percent off the pace, but I am riding within my comfort levels rather than pushing beyond them for the sake of being macho.
Another thing, as I told Glyn on Sunday, one of the things that plays on my mind now, when I'm out riding in the middle of a group, is that I hope to God that I don't come round a corner one day and find that one of my mates in front of me has had a big one. I also get a apprehensive when I've put a lot of distance between me and the guy behind, when we slow down or pull over to wait for someone to catch up (especially if they've fallen a long way back) I always breath a big sigh of relief when I see their headlights in my mirrors. I know I should concentrate on my own ride and let everybody else be accountable for theirs, and it's only something I've started to think about recently. Who knows, maybe it's because my kids have both left home and I need to worry about somebody


I've also caught myself being cranked right over on a fast sweeper, and glancing down at the clocks to see them well into the 'go straight to jail' territory....hmmmm, makes you think!