.....i wake up at 7am, fight my way out of the sleeping bag and unlock the van, kettle on, the clouds are low and there is a light drizzle falling, dangerous stirs and i pass him a brew, i can't consider cooking breakfast even though i have bought all the provisions so i wander down to the catering van and get us a couple of fried egg cobs, by the time i'm back dave has another brew on and we get the skinny off des about the day ahead, we are out in the third practice session, if you don't practice you don't race, simple, 7.30pm and i'm in the queue for scrutineering, dangerous books us out a transponder from the race office, another £25 bites the dust, the scrute checks the bike over and sticks on the pass sticker, des holds the bike while i get my leathers, helmet, gloves and boots checked, sticker on helmet to confirm and i get my practice pass, the next two hours go really quickly, des shouts to get my kit on and we stand around waiting for the tannoy announcement for our practice, ' attention paddock, attention paddock, first call for 250 mz's to the holding area', this is it then, i push the bike onto the road that leads from the paddock to the holding area, kill switch off, fuel on, push, push, push, nothing.......

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