Next Moto: I managed a track stand until the gate dropped. I was actually slower out of the gate but managed to make up my gap by pedaling into the step up. I had Q into the first turn but stayed too close to the bottom of the bank and killed my own speed by washing out my tires only slightly. Chased. Out of breath at the finish. Stoked.
I congratulated and thanked my competition. I'm ready to go again. At race end I mowed down a plate of dutch oven chicken and scalloped potatoes from the concession stand. $6. Seriously people, this is the next big thing. It'll sweep the nation. Just you wait. I still can't stop talking about it.