Chapter 1583 A Crazy Racing Strip:>>Ep6

• After what felt like an eternity the guy at the front ran across the track waving the green flag. I flipped my visor down, clicked into gear and settled into my start position. When he was clear the red lights came on, six of them and one at a time in one second intervals they went off, the final one held for a random amount of time so you couldn't anticipate the start. I held the revs and stared at them. As it went off I slipped the clutch and leapt off the line. The start finish line must have been wetter than I thought as instead of being launched forwards I red lined the bike as my back tyre just slipped.
• Instinctively I adjusted the clutch until I got grip and rocketed towards the first corner. It was a long run down and my bad start lost me three places, one of which to Steve. I braked early as I always did on the first lap. I liked being on the inside, it was too easy to get wiped out by someone tucking the front and sliding across the track like a bowling pin. I heard the sounds of someone going down to my rear left and relaxed on the bars. If they had missed their braking point they would probably wipe me out and being rigid on the controls was the worst thing you could do.
• Unscathed I got around the first corner and settled into a rhythm. Feeling for the grip and using unnatural racing lines to keep to the driest parts of the track I made up a couple of places. I didn't have anyone on my pit wall, but the guy in front did was number 24 and his pit board said that he was in P7, so my deduction I was in P8.