10. I’m really competitive

T10 Racing

I’ve always thought of myself as a live-and-let-live kinda guy. Well, put me on a track with a bunch of buddies on similar bikes, and I can only think about beating them. The good news was that, in the class I raced, we were all old enough to not have any pro-racing dreams and wanted to go back to our jobs on Monday morning. So, while the racing was close (We were racing EX500s; how could it not be?), there was never any “victory-or-hospital” mentality.

  • I’m crushed that our first date didn’t make the Top-Ten.

  • Old MOron

    Amen, Evans. Amen.

  • Ben Wingate

    I’ve done a couple track days on my 95 ZX7. It’s an antique and boat-anchor heavy in comparison to the bikes I was out there with but it’s an incredible amount of fun. If I had the money to do one or two per year I would. I enjoy it much more than street riding in Florida.

  • Gruf Rude

    I club raced for a couple of years back in the late 70s. I learned that the tracks clubs raced on back then were ridiculously dangerous for motorcycles and the cost of racing was well beyond what a young married guy with a profession to learn and kids to raise could afford. Learned a lot about limits and came away with some incredible memories but no regrets about giving it up . . .

  • JMDonald

    I’m probably more of a track day guy than a club racing guy. I haven’t done either one. I haven’t had a real sportbike since the 90’s. Club racing sounds a lot like yacht racing.

    • Zack Crowther

      Yes, if yacht racing was more Thunderdome and involved crashing and danger.

      • JMDonald

        Yacht racing is a metaphor for life.

  • Craig Hoffman

    Never club raced, but have done the STAR riding school (paying $20 and riding on the back of Jason’s speeding GSXR 750 about had me crapping in my leathers) and did some track days. It was really fun. My current liter class bike is too big and fast for such duties. Would like to get on a set up SV650 and have at it again. Playing on the track (and riding my dirt bike) makes me feel like a kid again, and that sensation is priceless once one hits middle age…