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·Well on Sunday we were at the MX rack and were having a good day. I was working on clearing the big double on the back side of the track. You see this weekend I will be trying my first MX race and have some things I need to work on before the weekend. I was told by a few guys that I tend to ride with that I have come a far way since I got the bike a few months ago. They have been pushing me to try and race so I gave in and will be trying it this weekend. I'll be racing the 125 Beginner B class to start. I have been working at my starts which I have done very well at(I guess all that time at the 1/4 mile paid off). Well I was curious how fast I could go around on a 450 so I borrowed my buddies CRF450 for a few laps. YIKES, that thing is stupid fast. There are a few corners that you have to come out of really hard on the gas on my CRF250 and it's really hard to get it just right cause there's a jump right there. Well that 450 has NO problem with the short approaches like that, as I frequently over jumped them.
So the last practice of the day comes around and my girlfriend gets on the 250 and off she goes. My buddy Phil says," Dan, why don't you ride my 450 so you can ride with Steph." What a nice guy, so I did. Usually we don't ride together at all as she works at the track as an EMT as does Phil. Usually they both are on the track at the same time doing their EMT/flagging deal. The boss is cool and lets them ride during work hours if they choose. Well Phil had to go and sit on the hill in the EMT buggy and offered up his bike to me. So, as I catch up to Steph , I just wanted to follow her around and maybe give her some tips and pointers. After a few laps I got infront of her and was showing her the good lines to take and she was doing great. I was sticking my leg way out to show what she had to do. It was a bit exaggerated but she got the idea. I picked up the pace a bit and would occasionally look over my shoulder to see she was still there. After two laps of that pace I went just a bit faster the next lap and it happened. There is a section of four good sized jumps followed by a left turn. I usually hit the the in 3rd or 4th on my 250 and am about 3/4 throttle, so you 're going pretty fast. I looked back at her as she was going over the first jump and all was good. I took a look back as I was in the air on the last and she was doing great. I landed and railed the corner on the 450. As I got oer the net set of small jumps I look back and she's laying on the ground next to the bike...YIKES! I pulled to the inside and hauled azz back to her. As she was getting up I asked if she was ok and she said, "NO...I broke my **BEEP** hand. As Phil came up on the buggy she was sitting on the berm. They took her glove off and you could see how fat the back of her hand was. It turns out she broke the bone associated with her middle finger. She's off to the hand specialists right now so we'll see what they say. What a bad way to end a good day.
Dano
So the last practice of the day comes around and my girlfriend gets on the 250 and off she goes. My buddy Phil says," Dan, why don't you ride my 450 so you can ride with Steph." What a nice guy, so I did. Usually we don't ride together at all as she works at the track as an EMT as does Phil. Usually they both are on the track at the same time doing their EMT/flagging deal. The boss is cool and lets them ride during work hours if they choose. Well Phil had to go and sit on the hill in the EMT buggy and offered up his bike to me. So, as I catch up to Steph , I just wanted to follow her around and maybe give her some tips and pointers. After a few laps I got infront of her and was showing her the good lines to take and she was doing great. I was sticking my leg way out to show what she had to do. It was a bit exaggerated but she got the idea. I picked up the pace a bit and would occasionally look over my shoulder to see she was still there. After two laps of that pace I went just a bit faster the next lap and it happened. There is a section of four good sized jumps followed by a left turn. I usually hit the the in 3rd or 4th on my 250 and am about 3/4 throttle, so you 're going pretty fast. I looked back at her as she was going over the first jump and all was good. I took a look back as I was in the air on the last and she was doing great. I landed and railed the corner on the 450. As I got oer the net set of small jumps I look back and she's laying on the ground next to the bike...YIKES! I pulled to the inside and hauled azz back to her. As she was getting up I asked if she was ok and she said, "NO...I broke my **BEEP** hand. As Phil came up on the buggy she was sitting on the berm. They took her glove off and you could see how fat the back of her hand was. It turns out she broke the bone associated with her middle finger. She's off to the hand specialists right now so we'll see what they say. What a bad way to end a good day.
Dano