forget the glamour, forget the hype, this is life at the sharp end |
shake the motorbike as you pull away just so you know nothing will sway tap the brakes first the front, then the back, to avoid a later heart attack slow your approach as the barrier lifts then exit through nice and swift 1st, 2nd,3rd, you fly, scenery now whizzing by 4th, 5th, 6th red line, now your movements you must confine for here you are at Idiada Circuit secret test ground here to work it speed rated to 300 miles per hour not a place for shrinking wallflowers this is a speed bowl banks so high now that you are at full speed your wits about you you will need come into the first low lane corner watch the revs rise as you do rev limiter will cut the ignition now you drift from lane one to two as you exit the first corner near 200 miles per hour the wind it blows to try to unseat you steer into it if you know how ready now for the next corner take the banking feel the G you slingshot around in an instant once again you feel free this is the life of a test rider many a year I did this task I found the limits took the tumbles but in this life you can not last so next time you ride for your pleasure and you smile as you ever harder play remember the skin and bone I have shed for you so you can safely enjoy yourself this way |