First time around Mid-Ohio, the corners are blind, I can't tell which way the curve is going to go, which postition I should be in. Todd however is having great time, bike is running well and he is on cloud nine...pushing it hard. I'm trying to signal for him to slow down, he takes that as 'go faster' ...
It's lap four, we are flying down the front straight away going into turn one. We're at the top of fourth gear at about 7800 rpm's when we start setting up for the downhill right ahead of us...braking...downshifting. My pilot is feeling more confidnet with every lap. He's trying to stay off the brakes and carry more corner speed. Meanwhile, I'm out as far as I possibly can be, shoulder and butt cheek inches off the ground....
Our rig slides around the corners, it's heavier and Todd knows how to whip it just the right time. The crowd loves the sound the guzzi skidding through the curves.
Have you ever felt like one with a racetrack?C Trosper