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At some point when I have time to just screw around and write I'll probably add more information... and definitely I'll add a couple videos.

Today I finally got the bike out to the track with Evolve GT. They were running the (relatively) new full Jefferson layout, which is a pretty tight and slow track (at least for me). I never got out of 3rd gear and was frequently content to hover at the redline rather than try to max out my top speed on the baby straights.

What I like about the short track though is you get to practice the same corners ALOT, and in close, rapid succession. Summit point main is not unlike this, since it's a long, fast track with a few turns, but isn't quite as repetitive as Jefferson. Also, because I am new to Evolve GT, I don't have my intermediate status, so I got to pass people VERY frequently.

None of that is the point though. Something REALLY cool happened today. I was carrying enough speed that the bike started to feel more like a boat than a roadgoing vehicle, something that I'd heard described to me many times by my mentor but hadn't experienced to this extent. The amazing thing, though, was that I couldn't seem to find the bike's limit. Every time I asked a little more of it, it delivered with no hesitation or instability. Somehow, on this tiny track, the forces acting on the bike seemed to be getting it to its sweet spot. In some turns, I threw the bike in so swiftly that it slammed my leg into the ground and bounced my knee up.

Also, Keith Code is right. Modern motor-sport tires and suspension are awesomely adept at absorbing and neutralizing tremendous amounts of my fuckery. Whether it was just applying (sort of) reckless power mid turn or deciding at a silly moment that I need moar trail-braking so I don't hit this dude in front of me, the bike didn't flinch. It was closer to throwing me off than it was to losing traction. The rear may have skipped out once, but it was a controlled, calm skip, like a distinguished Italian gentleman mad entirely of black rubber resting a gentle hand on my shoulder and mumbling, "don't-a do that again, testa di cazzo." Thanks, Signore Pirelli!

Anyway, that's all I have time for now. I'll get the videos online and see if I can remember anything else cool that I learned. The moral of the story for new (and probably the vast majority of experienced) riders is: you haven't found the limit. It's unreal what you can ask of your bike as long as you obey a few simple rules.
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