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The biggest kick I ever got out of motorcycling was when I rode my Seeley Commando 860 up under the four leaders of a Period 4 historic race at turn two on Winton.  It popped a fuel line and stopped- but it was there with the track wide open in front of it. -  Every other time I have raced, I have had to battle to get anywhere near the front. If I am ever in that position again, those guys are toast. They would never catch me.