I flew out to St. Louis on Friday for a solid weekend of racing at the Gateway Cup. When I got in the weather was perfect and it looked like it was gonna be a beautiful weekend of racing. I was staying with some friends and he was nice enough to pick me up at the airport, little did i know it was gonna be in his bitchin’ ’64 Impala! We couldn’t fit the bike case in the trunk which was probably big enough to stuff more than a few dead bodies in…haha. So we decided just to put it in the back seat which made it even funnier. We’re just cruising down the highway with the top down and the bike hanging out the back seat!
The weekend of racing wasn’t ideal for me. I didn’t get a chance to ride on Friday and spent most of the day sitting on a plane which didn’t help. Saturday’s race I felt super sluggish and just couldn’t really feel the power in my legs. I did get the holeshot, which was cool, but the course had zero tech stuff so I quickly blew up and dropped the anchor pretty hard to finish up 20th…ugghh. Unfortunately, I could somewhat feel that that was gonna be the case as I was pre-riding.
Luckily, Sunday went much better. I was still feeling slightly sluggish but nothing like the day before. I decided to go a bit easier off of the start and was sitting top 3 though the first few turns. On lap 2, had a little bobble and lost some spots, and was forced to chase to stay in that top 10. I sat in 12th for most of the race but ended up finishing 13th after battling on a big horsepower course.
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