short race report. All started well. I was about 10th wheel for half of the race. The corners tighten up as the curbs come in on it self toward the exit of each corner. My boy swerved for some reason setting off a chain reaction that sent a rider into me. As I was accelerating past him, another ride came up the right of me and we made contact with me being the meat in the faggot spandex sandwich. Took me wide with no where to go but directly toward the curb. I bunny hopped the curb and then tried to get back in but by then the entire pack had gone by. I sprinted and almost bridged the gap to the last rider but then I had no legs and by that time we were on the front straight with some nasty winds. Race over.