well to be honest, i was nervous, i was a bit worried.
i took the 9r out on the road about 2 weeks ago to knock the dust off.
back then it scared the shit outta me.
today i went out and figured if anything see if my heart and balls are still in this.
end result, 3rd corner of the 1st session i was dragging knees today.
1-2 seconds off where i left off at that track, 1:11/ 1:12
i was running 13's pretty much all day and got one 12.
it was a good day, the best session was the last where me and barney were messing back and forth passing each other, at one point i passed on the inside of T5 exiting 5 he saw me and dropped the hammer, i was on the inside, and it was a shot out till the corner, i said, fuck it ill be a nice guy and take the inside line that i probably wont make.
well i didnt i hit the rumble strip flew over it, releaned to make the turn but the bike was so upset, and i was out of room that i went off the track into the grass and slowed down enough 3 feet from the wall, and steered away.
got back on the track did another 2 hot laps could catch back up to him, then the white flag came.
once i got off and saw him come in, the amount of laughs and smiles that we shared messing with each other in a mini heated battle/ messing around was the best time i had in 7-10 track days all together.
i had so much fun out there.
well time to pop some advill soak in the tub and get back up at 5:30.