Ok OK OK. I don't want to sound like a broken record...but... Best Melvern I ever ran. period. Yup. Yes sir! Pulled in and set up, checked out scoring (I did not feel the need to re arrange the scoring lane at Melvern today as Dan stopped us all at scoring and I didn't want to face a race official after messing up his scoring lane, he might want to give me a lecture or something and I'm in a bit of a hurry...ya know?
Scott and Pam got there soon after we set up, ate dinner, hung out and BSed, great time. I saw Wadedawg and he informed me That ol SloMoJO added a secret weapon...or some new upgrade to his machine...HMMMMM (How could anyone break open Joe's wallet? He doesn't even know the combination himself! Any way Wirefryer and Mr Riggins as well as Brad show up in the morning. Looks like ol Joe has nitrous on board. He couldn't use it cause it all leaked out before he got the chance. I'm guessing that's why I was so off balance and laughing hysterically for 2 laps following so close behind him!
Line up and the sign drops, did a mid pack launch and pick up a butt load of places into the run to the first turn and even more in the first straight. I see ol Slomojo making his way up through the crowd as well, I was on one side and he on the other with him 1 1/2 bike lengths in front. I decide to back down and drop in just behind Joe and watch the show and hold my ace in hand as the element of surprise... I decided to make a move on him around one of the big tires on lap 1. I just wanted to pull up next to Joe and say...hi, you know...just BS a little and see how the house, wife and kids are doing...you know... I pin it and shift the gears HARD, kept the front wheel up high (hee hee hee) didn't miss a beat! Rammed it and jammed it, grinning for winning, no crap just win the lap...you know. Joe decides to let me know he knows I'm there and doesn't feel like talking right then and he does me the same courtesy, pin it to win it...clear up to the corner (HMMM, some nerve of that guy! He is doing to me just what I'm doing to him!) We both go past the point of no return (as we usually do...you know it's our way of seeing who has the biggest cahonas and all that male testosterone crap..) He slides out and goes down fast after sliding quite a long way...didn't really measure it ...I was in a bit of a rush myself actually so I cut the corner and hit the tire and deflect off of it. (Yes it was legal. It was either run over Joe's head and neck or cut the corner and smash into the tire, deflect, recover, and, yup, pin it and do it again while Joey is taking nappy nappy time. Then I have to keep it going hot and keep looking over my shoulder, I wouldn't want THAT to happen to me...after all!
In the midst of looking to the rear I forgot to look ahead and got whipped badly by the low Locust tree branch in the middle of the trail. I hear a swooshing sound and then a stinging at my lips, neck wrists and nostrils. I thought at first I was on fire, hit a hornets nest or started my hot flashes...I dont know. I was able to get the 2 thorns out of my neck with out crashing but a small stick got lodged just under my nose and under my goggles with thorns under my goggles and glasses. I tried to pull it out, shake it off, brush it off, flick it, slap it and even tried to jerk it out. nope. nuthin doin. crap. I shake my head wildly and huston we have a no go. I left the track several times and got myself dizzy. Finally I rushed into...I mean rode into scoring slowly, cautiously and carefully and I know if I sneeze one more time there is going to be more snot on this twig that would make my 15 month old grandson proud.I yell at Dan...Get the stick! He smiles cause he still wants to beat me for messing up scoring at Thurman...twice I might add, so he is looking for a stick, then I yell What the hell!? and point to my face. He gets it out and I'm off. Cool. WHEW! Huston we are a go! Next lap I stop at scoring and see our glorious race official wanting to have a long meaningful discussion about whether or not I would like my stick back...?...say wha?...I mean, really? Dan loves screwing wit ya! My brain just got all twisted up and then POOF! he moves outta th way and I'm off...still with Joe looking for some payback. I kept him off me better than I did the Locust tree scratches and pulled out a 4th. Found out it did nothing for me in the points standings. shoot. I got got back to camp to brag about my Locust thorn scratches and see tim coming over, I can't wait to show him. When Wirefryer sits down he is so mud encrusted in bloody lines leaking from his arm I realize he must have been doing a re-make of Bonnie and Clyde, left over from the Hyatt Regency tradgedy or, a civil war enactment. Holy cow man...I took second seat to that fer sho!
What I learned today...
1. Melvern kicks butt after a good rain.
2. Joe Leaderhouse is like the energizer bunny...never stops working.
3. The correct difference between a skid steer and a bobcat.
4.Always listen to Scott when he is sweeping a race and give you the "drop the hammer" signal.
5. Do not loop out my Husky as rear fenders are impossible to find these days.
6. We have an awesome series.
Sorry so short...I just didn't have much to say, that's all!