WOW! I think the fastest race I did was about 45kmh at VFL Park in B grade.

One day at Dunlop Road we had one of those hot notherly cyclones blowing, and every time we had the tail wind we were doing at least 55 kmh. Then one guy stacked at this speed, landing flat on his face, and was apparently unconcious for a while. The ambulance was there for ages while we were still racing, so each lap we saw this guy flat on his back with his face covered in blood. After this I took about a month off.

Another day I was at the front of the bunch and took off with my head down and my ass up. I looked around to see absolutely no one and thought I'd blown them away, so I kept hammering. Turns out I went up the wrong street, so I turned around and spent the next five laps chasing the bunch (it was "only" B grade ). When I caught the back of the group, Tony Birkett told me off, claiming I could've caused the hole pack to crash