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tent and pit area, he’s the first to greet those who cheer him
on, with respectable hospitality. A genuinely nice guy, he
understands the balance you have to have, toggling between multiple personas. It’s when the helmet comes on, that the switch must be flipped.
Fumes coming from the snout of his shell, it’s as though the temperature inside gear reaches
a boiling point when on the track. He turns all the inner anger, fury, and aggression, into positive results, sparking the attention of all in attendance. And it was much the same as the Oakland Supercross round was under way. Pushing the pace throughout practice, he was on a mission to put
in as many solid laps as he could. He wanted to become acclimated to every nook and cranny this track would provide, so the following races could prove no hiccups. He came into the heat race with swagger that was apparent, hoping to be up front as the laps would accumulate. Fifth
by lap three, there was a concoction of swarming talent that
lingered within his area. With brake pads and radiator fluid heating up to scorching temperatures, there was nothing in his realm that was cooling down, especially his position on the track. With the checkered flag in the distance, he knew he had captured seventh place for good. The main event was well underway shortly thereafter, as the crowd was itching to see top-tier talent behind one specific gate drop. Rounding the first lap in tenth, he looked to penetrate the pack in front of him as quickly was possible. Showing Chris Blose a wheel in the corner just after the mechanics area, a look back from the opposition would then proceed. He knew he was in his head, and would continue to rev the bike to the moon, in order to deter the thought process of his competitor. It would work, as he would find himself in the eighth place ride with just a few short laps to go. And with the final go- around, that’s excatl where he would stay.
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