mike c. helped save my day...

The race. Well staging sucked. I got screwed badly. So they call up the top seven 35 + from last week. (I was 9th). Then they call the top seven 45+ and then the top 7 55+. Then they start staging by numbers. Holy crap by the time I got to stage I was like 6th row back. My homies, Mike K and Mike Conair let me move up a little, but damn I felt like I was so far back. Look I love Don Morison, but Jesus, he started 4 rows ahead of me.

The start takes off fast. In a flurry of anger and desperation, I attack really aggressively. Seeing that I staged near the back, and I wanted to be in the front I drilled it and frankly anyone that was around me. I found myself taking really aggressive alternative lines, but It worked pretty well, as I made it to the second group pretty quickly. From there the race went like this: