300 kms into the trip or 4.5 hours later, I see the watch towers of the track and a red r15 sweeping a corner..Glad i made it to mars from home
Wonderboy was doing the paper work for all the riders there..kudos to you wonderboy.. the 3 of us proceeded to our fav adda pit #10. Got rid of all the luggage and rested for about 10 mins. I checked my bike for any loss of pressure in the tyres, happy with the conditions , me and kushanth started making some quick laps...15 mins later we made it back to the pits...I can get used to this, was the thought running in my mind. Joel borrowed my ride, i warned him about a slight wobble in the front wheel. And he took off..He must have made 3-4 laps on it when he headed back to the pits. I asked him about the wobble, to which he answered," hey, no prachane pa..after a long time riding a good bike ".Me and kush again decided to play cat and mouse.He took a head start and disappeared, no wonder..but he was braking a lil early around the corners and i always brake late, so i ended up almost running into him..So i slowed down a bit and started following his line..At all the corners I would be a safe distance from him.@c8 a black 200 had taken a spill(literally) oil was leaking from all around the bike..helped him get up and free the handle bar from his pants.. 4 to 5 laps old, kush gave up getting chased. I continued in my normal pace and made it to pits only not to find Joel not in pits. He was on keerthi's ride.. I watched him for a few laps.
Then's when I hear a distinguishable 2 stroke mill rev like crazy..A drag prepd bike. No sooner I hear a inline rumble..there they were, 3 sbks...so these are the guys who rode all the way from amchi mumbai..no words..
After getting some much needed hydration, i decide to follow joel's lines and was waiting near the track's famous arch on my r15..There he comes, knee down on the orange zma exiting c1..i signal my entry into the track and waste no time..after i exit c2 i found joel exiting c3...A few more corners and joel keeps progressively disappearing... I return to the pits...
Even thoug I wanted to take some rest , the racer inside me wanted to capitalize on every minute of the track day..this is the first mistake i committed...
To be continued..




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