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BROC TICKLE
250 SX / 8TH
IMAGE / LANNAN WORDS / MATINGLY DESIGN / MOTOPLAYGROUND
>> With the variety of soils and race textures provided throughout the season, Super- cross truly provides a different set of composition at every spot on the tour. Take the difference one week could make for example, the hard-pack, hardwood type texture of Glendale has been foregone, with an unexpected rutty and moisturized course now laid for these competitors of Oakland. Broc Tickle is ready to adapt to all circumstances,
and with the footpegs combing through the muck from the first go around in practice, he would be engulfed in technicality for the duration of this entire event. Sorting themselves out early on in practice, he was frequently found kissing the front fender, and tapping the rear brake, to precisely land his machine onto the surface area of the Coliseum. With the shirttail blowing in the wind, this crisp, seventy-five degree day provided a feeling of comfort to his nervous system, flashing back to his amateur days in the sun. Lap after lap, he would click off, not only displaying his ultra-quick single lap speed, but his ability to put together a string of circuits. Talking to his mechanic briefly in the latter portion
of the session, it was though a boost of morale was given; as he would then go on to push for his best time in the closing moments. He was ready for it all to unfold in just a few short hours. As the gearbox would be rattled through, the shifting forks would be a circular rotisserie. Second, third, fourth, and then back down the ladder again, his RPM’s never faltering. Booting over the steep finish line, he was escalating in momentum, never looking to descend with the likes of Dean Wilson behind. Pushing forward lap after lap, there was no stopping his persistence; he would qualify seventh. Single file over the initial, double triple roller combo, this train was on the tracks for disaster, yet he would derail in just the right amount of time. Doubling through these rhythm lanes, as though he were on balance beams, there was no absolutely no period of focus lapse; otherwise his visor would be buried in the dirt. Railing the outside, in the two-way left hand just after the start, his combination over the tabletop would be imminent before the whoop section. Blitzing the outside lane as best he could, he was doing all in his power to get around the likes of Cooper Webb. Coming up just a bit short at the line, he knew he’d done all he could, and was ready to conquer his previous feats, in the weeks ahead.
56 GRITMOTO • FEBRUARY 4, 2018