fast group at oulton, got held in the pits at the start of the day for ages whilst the other bikes were out there. anyway eventually got waved off and shot around on my first sighting lap................no bikes.......hmmmm.
second sighting lap still no bikes..........better up the pace a bit otherwise a gixxer 1000 will come howling past. i'm now going at 8-9/10ths...............still no bikes, come whipping around druids and finally see a bike...................i'll just sit in behind him and..................shit he's touring.
i stand the bike on it's nose, nearly go over the top so let off and .............................bang.
i wake up looking up several sets of nostrils. the chopper had already landed so gawd knows how long i'd been out.
ended up in Stoke hospital, and was walking...............very gingerly i might add, within an hour. because i'd been out for a while they kept me in overnight.
got back to oulton on tues aftie and had a very slow drive home.
bike has a knackered top fairing, split straight down the middle. clock brackets aren't the shape the Harris brothers intended. front loom has some road rash, radiator on the left is now double banana, the o/s crash bung snapped in half so the bellypan and footrest took the slide. tank has man lumps dent in the rear and an elbow dent in the front.
all the hospital staff were asking me what my lottery numbers were!