The rush of adrenaline.
The incessant rollercostering of the accelarator..
Drugs..hashis coccaine doing..the rounds..
The nip in the air..the babes wearing their scanty fares..and displaying their wares..
The drunken arguments..the .."this girls is with me brawls"...
as I stood as a mute spectator watching...
who would have thought there had been two deaths at the same place..
I sat on Sanj...she felt good..she had seen it all before..calm as ever waiting to obey..
waiting to rule..
The tracks cleared..off the marshalls.( both drunk )
dropped the white kerchiefs...
My heart skipped a beat...the start was ridiculously lousy..but the thing with pulsar and the beauty of the track..is such that if u have the control you can get through...b4 long I was..
third..the yamaha beside me was making the wierdest sounds I ever heard..
well...soon I saw smoke from the engine and then it blurred from the scene..
The problem with the course is...near the end there is a sharp bend..and you gotta know how to drift...
The guy in front of me was more of a right side guy..I could make out he was more used to right side...turns...I mean at this level even a slight....defect strikes out like a thorn in the rose..
Near the bend we were at head..to head...now..the turn ..I could feel my jeans brushing against the road.....a stark..60..degree and he was a gonner...The rest...was a cake walk..
odds against me.....fast dwindled and I could manage just 10k's.:-)
As the riders..sped off for a quicky..with their babes....and the others got lost in translation..I just took...a deep breath...and smiled to myself...for the first ime in three months I was happy..:-)
18.181818..mins by my watch..
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