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She's saying hi to a couple of hung over mat sallehs having their breakfast.
Auntie Som. Wig courtesy of Naughty Auntie Sare
Sweet little fella this.
Enjoying her Tiger biscuits.
Took Nigel to the track. He's never done trackdays before. He had some lean angle issues so the track will do him some good to sort them out. Half an hour later on his first trackday and he was already doing this..
I don't dare to do this kinda riding on the SRAD.
I love trackdays. I love trackdays on weekends even more.
The Weekend Before
The dude behind Nigel is his rider friend, Robin from Kuching. This dude bought the Aprilia RSV Factory(!) just so he can fly over and ride with us. He looks like he's trying to hold the bike up while smoking. He is trying to hold the bike up while smoking. We were on a sloped area you see. I found out my bike was leaking oil from the head. Probably from the old head gasket. Dah la tengah pokai. I pujuk the bike to not 'buat hal'. Later that afternoon I accidentally left my keys in the rear compartment after filling up and had to take apart the whole rear fairing assembly to get to the damn keys and it just HAD to happen at the pump station, in the afternoon, in the pump station heat and with me in my leathers. Then, on the way home, my rear tire got punctured by a 2" screw possibly came from the debris left by an aftermath of a car accident. Would've been a real shitty weekend had I not had a real good ride..
Earlier Weekend
No riding. Nigel came by to help me in my attempt to set my suspension and his own too.
Got into trackriding about a year ago. Before this my scooter was
merely a form of transportation.
The guy on the red scooter, Sham, was the guy responsible for getting me into trackriding. But the guy in front of him, Jephline, a fellow Sarawakian was responsible for showing me how to do this:-
It's very safe riding on the track. No cars. No opposing traffic. And it's fun as hell. Jeph and Sham again.
Juai and me.
The track is always booked by the karters during the weekends these days so we don't go as often as we used to.
So now I had to resort to riding this:-
That's my SRAD750, '97. I crashed once on it last year while riding the hillsides..which was part of the reason I started trackriding on the scooter. To build up my confidence on this bike again. Sham's idea. It really worked though. I'm not taking this one to the track. The repair for the crash last year cost me RM2500. I have Cadence to think about now.
The guy in the red suit and Ducati 916 is old-new friend. Old because I knew him from school. New because we got reunited through biking. Macam new old stock. We ride almost every weekend now. This dude is crazy about bikes. Fortunately for me he doesn't ride crazy.
But whenever I feel the need to scrape my knees, I call my trackday chums: Jeph, Sham, Adli, Zack and Juai.
I can't knee down on the SRAD. The bike scares the shit out of me.
One day I hope to go riding with this one...
This was taken an hour after I picked it up from the past owner.
That's his real name.
This boy can be in constant motion for half a day without any rest. I'd love to see this boy on a pocketbike or a go-kart. He's got so much energy. Took him to a go-kart track once and he was so excited, he was going "WAH!!! UNCLE!! SPORTS CAR!! SPORTS CAR!!!" He was putting his hand through the fence trying to touch one of the parked go-kart's wheels. This kid lurvessss anything with wheels. Give him anything cylindrical and he'll play with it for hours on end. This boy doesn't need rest. He needs a racing coach...and a rich father. When he's old enough, I'm taking him to the track.