Track went pretty good last night. I won everything except one sprint but that was kinda not my fault because they forgot to blow the whistle and although I chased down the dude who broke-away, I just sucked his wheel and didn’t attempt a crack at him at the line. Oh well. NBD.
A, B and C all went together for an Italian Pursuit at the end of the night which was awesome fun.
Here’s a video of the Madison which looks fucking crazy! I was telling the guys last night how freaky it would be to grab someone while riding and then fling them ahead. It’s bad enough when I get all wobbly every time I pass a courier friend in the city and need to do a high five.
Good feeling of what the track feels like in this film too.