The world pauses. Nothing exists other than you, your bike, and the riders around you. The sound of your engine as it hums beneath you, awaiting that moment when the revs are brought up. A “1” board is flashed, and 7,000 RPMs of pure power roar to life. The board goes sideways, and a green flag comes out. Instantly the world jumps to life as 20 or so motorcycles and their riders jump off the line in a bid for the front. The rush of a good launch, finding a spot in the pack and making a clean run into and through the first corner…then it’s game on! There’s nothing quite like racing. When I first got on a motorcycle, I knew there was nothing like riding. Then I moved to California and realized that there was nothing like carving up a beautiful twisty road. Eventually I tried track days…it didn’t take long before riding on the street just wasn’t as appealing as it once was. Then, after 8 years of riding motorcycles, I finally made it to the race grid and completed my first race