into the motor. The racing between
us was so close, being off 1 main jet
size could cause you to win or lose a
race. My bike was set up perfect, and
everything went as planned. We were
back to making a living.
Coming back to ride the 200X was
a good move for me, but Powroll also
added a few young guns to keep
Curtis and me on our toes. I held my
own, but Curtis seemed to have problems surrounded by the blue-and-white power team of Powroll. Both #63
and #17 were the new guns. The wins
kept coming, and more Powroll riders
were added to the team, sweeping
the top-three places.
In practice there was a big double
jump, and I was the only one clearing it, but when it came time to race,
Curtis got the holeshot on me, and he
knew he had to jump or be jumped
over! But then when I saw him crash,
I backed out of it just a little and came
up short myself. I got up and finished
the race, but I broke my glasses, and
the lens was bouncing around in my
goggles, making it hard to ride. When
I got back to the pits, I took some Super
Glue to fix my glasses, but I couldn’t
get the cap off the glue, so I put the
cap in my teeth to pull the cap off.
Well, it came off and filled my mouth
with Super Glue. I couldn’t believe
