i was at buttonwillow yesterday racin around on a friend's built gixxer 750 with 146 ponies to the rear.
i was exiting "Star-Mazda," a tight left-hand decreasing radius with 0 camber...head down, teeth gritted together as i put forth all my effort to get a good drive headed down the 3300ft straight known as the Dragstrip. if i got a good drive, it means i could hit the top of 6th gear about 50ft before my brake marker before i'd bang 2 downshifts to enter "Riverside" at ~135mph.
about 10ft past the apex of Star-Mazda, still leaned over, head down, and i feel something to my left. as soon as i averted my eyes left, i see the familiar blue 600RR of Jet Chandler inches to my inside, immediately followed by a flash of yellow inches to my right. it was Doug riding up onto the candy-stripes to my right as he careered around me, son in tow.
i was split by the Chandlers... and it was awesome.
anyhow, i took some pics of the father/son team...
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