Race Riot

THERACING, THEBAT TLES,THE EX­CUSES.

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As ex­cit­ing as it sounds to be thrash­ing trac­tors in open fields of mud at 4kph, it re­ally isn’t. To be hon­est, this win­ter’s done my nut in and not even the odd blast on a dirt bike’s filled the void of road rac­ing. But be­fore I get all de­press­ing and drive you all to tears (I’m try­ing my best to hold back this end), I’ll switch tone and talk about good times: the first round of the No Lim­its cham­pi­onship. I wanted to push my­self this year, so I threwmy lot in and en­tered the club’s Pirelli Su­per Se­ries 600 cham­pi­onship.

It’s my fourth sea­son with the No Lim­its boys and girls and I bloody love that pad­dock. Even if I’m con­stantly abused for my scratty ap­pear­ance, farmer-like ac­cent (the crime fits the pun­ish­ment), and rapidly re­ced­ing hair line. Yep, fam­ily ge­net­ics re­ally haven’t done me any favours (or my brother Bruce), but thank­fully our good friends the Kimes don’t hold the above too much against us, which is why they’ve signed me and Bruce to ride with my mate Ge­orge Kime on their awe­some trio of 600s.

To cut a long story short, I’m back rac­ing their Tri­umph, while Ge­orge and Bruce are do­ing the busi­ness on R6s. It’s a mega setup, with the best thing about our gig be­ing that we all go rac­ing for fun. If the re­sults come, that’s a bonus, but boss man Nigel Kime doesn’t like us tak­ing things too se­ri­ously; we’re there for a laugh. And it didn’t take long for the laughs to come out, or the beer. Hell, even the sun came out as we put rub­ber to tar­mac on the round’s of­fi­cial test day, which saw me scrap­ping tooth and nail with my good mate Lee Wells. He’s an old hand at this rac­ing lark, be­ing a mul­ti­ple Su­per Se­ries champ, a top bloke, and about twice as ugly as me (which is say­ing some­thing). But he’s also bloody fast, and such a top guy that as com­pet­i­tive as we both are, I just had to smile ev­ery time he passed me on the test day.

Like me, he’s also on a Tri­umph, and lit­tle did ei­ther of us re­alise how closely we’d end up scrap­ping through­out the event’s four races. In rain, shine, and all the shite that comes in be­tween, we had some good times bash­ing fair­ings and push­ing each other to the flag. Need­less to say, he won all four races, where I made a habit of the run­ner up spot, but that’ll do for now. It’s a bloody long sea­son and I’m sure we’ll have a round or two where the order’s re­versed.

It was a solid start to my sea­son, be­ing crash free and great fun. I even got to see my dad tak­ing the piss out of Pretty Boy, when he came over to our setup try­ing to find some tal­ent. It was even bet­ter given my team­mate Ge­orge’s strong fin­ishes in New­com­ers. Yeah, we were pretty damn happy from that round, even if Bruce couldn’t make it be­cause his mis­sus was hav­ing a baby (what kind of ex­cuse is that?). Any­way, it’s Cad­well next and he’s on about mak­ing an ap­pear­ance as it’s only five miles from where he lives. I’m look­ing for­ward to him be­ing there, al­most as much as I’m look­ing for­ward to hear­ing his ex­cuses.

More shades of or­ange than agirl­from Es­sex! Brod play­ing­with­his hel­met again... TheKimeRac­ingteam areatight-knit bunch Fac­tory.

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