Originally Posted by
531Aussie
A-grade vets Eastern Vets had a nice small field of 21. Bewdy! About time I found a pack smaller than 50.
Coz I'm the world's worst sprinter, I looked at my watch an the 55min mark, then took off with one of my patented
'5 min attacks'!!
Four or 5 laps later, I had a decent gap with one other dude, but still no bell. D'OH. The bell didn't ring 'til after 2 more laps. Needless to say, I totally stuffed up my timing, or the marshall did (
). So, after we were caught, I kinda cracked it with meself and pulled out near the last bend the sady g'day to Flipper, who was doing corner duty.
I was just glad to finish without any back pain....or any other pain
I was minding my corner, working on my tan when I saw this bloke go off the front of A grade in a big way... thought it was Justin Davis cos he often attacks that hard, but nope, some other bloke with a big motor that I hadn't seen before... it was Nev!
It was only timing that lost it cos if it had gone to schedule (55min) he would have been too far off the front for the others to catch.
Like the seppo's say "he's got some guns"
Funniest part was after the races, I had to ride back with 3 witches hats, one of them Stop/Slow lollypop signs, bags and empties and had a bit of a battle getting it all on the bike etc... after chatting with Nev, I looked down and saw that during my fight with the marshalling gear etc, I'd left the biggest farking chainring tatt you've ever seen... he must've thought "what a knobhead"
Thank fark you're not in B grade Oz