I was one of those dribblers Matagi after blowing a fuse something supreme.

We were riding along nicely as a well oiled bunch, with those that wanted to work putting in plenty of time in the house of discomfort. And some dickhead was riding along with our pack, not entered in the race, but making an awful nuisance of himself. I wanted to jam my pump in his front wheel, but I was sure that a 2.5" CO2 cartridge probably wouldn't cut the mustard.

Anyway, it was a good training ride after racing at DGV last night. Legs sore after having to do a little bit of light work after 10 weeks. Bloody good fun tho. Plenty of ******s had sheep stations on every race, in every division from 1-4. Standout was Patrick Bolan in the sprint race, who led out and kept a cool eye on World Masters Sprint champion Peter Barnard and then stood him up royal with an outstanding demonstration of savage acceleration and pure speed.

Will (the Hoff) from Peleton broke his collarbone after polaxing a fallen rider in the Div2/3 combined race at the end of the night. On the video replay you could see his downtube buckle before he hit the ground. In his defence it was his first ride on track for a long while and he just sucked himself into staying down instead of heading up the bank. He almost rode the thing into the ground but lost his nerve and put his hands out just at the last minute. Painful way to learn that rolling is better that an outstretched arm.