........push, push, push, nothing, down to the holding area, marshal scans my transponder, i see the rest of the lads making their way onto the circuit, 'one more go mate, that's it', says the marshal, i push the bike back up the hill, dangerous is pushing like a madman, nothing, 'sorry mate, that's it' say's the marshal, i dismount and push the bike back to the van, i'm gutted, leathers off and we set to trying to find the fault, barse and gordy turn up, kettle on, steve cannon, my tuner arrives, i take the plug out and drop it on the cylinder head, no spark, new plug, try again, no spark, fiddle with the wires to the pvl ignition and bingo, spark, crimp the wire and the bike starts, rest of the 'zedder's back now, i need to qualify or i can't race, i make my way down to the office to plead my case and meet chris rogers, he's one of the top men in the series, 'here you go mate, i've boxed it off with bemsee, your'e out in qualifying with the yamaha past masters class, get back and get your kit on quick!', i sprint back to the van, leathers on and make my way to the holding area, andy saunders, another 'zedder who is leading the championship is also waiting to qualify along with another guy on the 'renta racer', we shake hands and wait until the yam boys join the track, the marshal waves us forward, this is it then.......
Faaaaaaaaaaccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkk....gripping stuff mate!!!
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