Lovely sunny Sunday, trackday and good friends. Pushing my Tuono with new Bridgestone slicks, trying to follow my mate having racing experience. Learning lines ... adding speed ... knee down earlier and earlier. Reaching little slower cbr rider ... deciding to pass outside ... ... second gear on ... pushing little earlier than before ... too much is too much ... and ..... Italian kiss is ready.
Back wheel slides and then .... highsider ... me BANG BANG BANG ...
Tuono somehow back to balance ... me hurting like a hell . Tuono smoothly landing to the grass in the middle of the circuit.
Microbroken ribs, bruises here and there, helmet gone, suit "improved" and proof of Italian kiss in my neck .
Lucky me (I mean bike is OK!)
Eagerly waiting for the next trackday anyway, it's so fun and you feel being alive.