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Life's one lesson after the other. I would like to share a story from days gone by. Just to see if anyone can fit this lesson in to a current event. 1/2 point if you get it right. Lol

So back when I was 26 I decided I want to race MX . Sure my youth even then had been behind me. Most guys are done racing sooner than I started.

My kids were around 3 and 6.
@Mitch Pearrow SJMP has heard part of this story.
After purchasing a brand new 1987 Honda CR500 I was ready. I raced locally for a couple of years. Until a series came along I had to try.

The 1989 CMC Trans -Cal series was a North vs. South sanctioned race.
I traveled to many tracks had never seen in Central CA.
10 race series.
It started off with a lot of bikes but when the last race took place there were only 10 left. Mind you all were sand baggers. Not one of us was a beginner. Lol

Last race at the infamous Carlsbad raceway. The same track I had seen the world Champ Roger De Coster race on in 1973.
I had accumulated a good amount of points just by showing up. I sure didn't win them all.

Hole shot to the first turn. Slippery hard pack clay. I washed out the front tire went down and 9 bikes went by me.

I got got up and rode like a demon. The kid who had led the whole season was out front. I realed everyone but him in even though I broke my foot in the process. I finished 2nd and 2nd overall in the series.
 
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Hey I broke my foot too, never was any good at racing though. :ROFLMAO:
Awesome story though, balls of steel to race a 500 buddy thats some power. !!
Oh and I knew a kid who said Broc Glover was his uncle but I can't verify that :blink:
 
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I did MX in 1975. Rode a Honda 125 Elsinore. I was 21. I was awful. But I had a blast. Made maybe 10 races that summer and retired. By then my 1974 Elsinore was already obsolete.

My only claim to fame was at a track in the Quad Cities area (Davenport, Bettendorf IA, Rock Island and Moline Ill)…. Don’t remember which one since I raced at two of them…. Any way. I got to see Mark Barnett race while he was still an amateur. Couple years later he’d gone pro. Let’s just say. In a 15-20 minute motion, I think he had the field lapped 5 minutes into the race.

Edit: Yes, I crashed a few times like anyone. But was fortunate. Didn’t break anything.
 
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Hey I broke my foot too, never was any good at racing though. :ROFLMAO:
Awesome story though, balls of steel to race a 500 buddy thats some power. !!
Oh and I knew a kid who said Broc Glover was his uncle but I can't verify that :blink:
The CR500 is more power than anyone needs or can use. Fun in a straight line.
Definitely a hand full to race.
 
so funny story, My kid had a CR 80 like 20 years ago. I was out in the shop straightening some things up and making adjustments. It was summer and it was hot and I was in just a pair of shorts and flip flops. So getting everything finished up and decided to tighten the front brake just a tad. I normally don’t want too much front brake but some.

Well I figure it would be fine if I take it for a test spin. Our front yard is an acre so you can cook for 300 feet or so make a turn hammer it and when you get to the driveway stop on the brake for another turn down the behind the shop. Well that little 80 would flat out scream. I came up to the driveway and hammered the brake. The bad news is I had been riding my street bike a lot and grabbed a handful of front brake which I just apparently adjusted just a bit too tight. Well when I was flying through the air headed for the driveway in shorts and flip flops and had enough time to think while in the air how this was a bad idea, I slid across the driveway in the gravel and could hear the bike tumbling behind me, it just missed me. So what’s the moral of that story?
 
Right before I was born my dad's best friend died on a motorcycle when they were out riding trails. I was never allowed to ride as a kid and after hearing the stories my dad told I never really wanted to. I always wonder what I missed out on.
 
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Right before I was born my dad's best friend died on a motorcycle when they were out riding trails. I was never allowed too ride as a kid and after hearing the stories my dad told I never really wanted to. I always wonder what I missed out on.
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so funny story, My kid had a CR 80 like 20 years ago. I was out in the shop straightening some things up and making adjustments. It was summer and it was hot and I was in just a pair of shorts and flip flops. So getting everything finished up and decided to tighten the front brake just a tad. I normally don’t want too much front brake but some.

Well I figure it would be fine if I take it for a test spin. Our front yard is an acre so you can cook for 300 feet or so make a turn hammer it and when you get to the driveway stop on the brake for another turn down the behind the shop. Well that little 80 would flat out scream. I came up to the driveway and hammered the brake. The bad news is I had been riding my street bike a lot and grabbed a handful of front brake which I just apparently adjusted just a bit too tight. Well when I was flying through the air headed for the driveway in shorts and flip flops and had enough time to think while in the air how this was a bad idea, I slid across the driveway in the gravel and could hear the bike tumbling behind me, it just missed me. So what’s the moral of that story?
Second day I had my first bike. Honda SL125 trail bike. Riding in a pasture. Hit a hole. End result about the same as yours. Friend watching said I did a beautiful handstand on the bars before I was ejected. Got a concussion out of that one.
 
I rode for about 15 years. Haven't been on in a couple. I feel I'm not a mentally as quick and prepared - like I lost a 6th motorcycle sense in me that I had. My focus, awareness, and forward preparation senses were like a laser the years I rode.

The problem with motor cycles is accidents are always the same as being bludgeoned to death. It's pure gore and battery almost every time.
 
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