Well this weekends race proved to be quite the cluster fuck indeed! While sitting on the start line before the call ups Sr. Will and I were looking around, oogling bikes, parts and whatnot, we noticed we were slightly out numbered by the guys from Sledgehammer Charlie's. These dudes came out in force, about 10 or 12 deep. Will gets his call up after still being in the top 10 in the series standings (yours truely missed the top 10 by just a few spots), then the rest of the field piles in to jockey for a good starting position. The gun goes off and not 3 second later a massive pile up right behind Will's wheel leaving the call up guys free to begin the hammer fest and the rest of us at a dead fucking stop. The rest of the first lap is the biggest mess ive seen in a race so far. Dudes crashing left and right in front of me people screaming "on your left!!!!" "watch out" "move it!!" So after the chaos of lap numero uno things natural became more spread out and i could get into my rythm and begin hunting down the 35-40 odd people in front of me now (which has seemed to become a normal thing for me when cross racing). Things were looking good, i was catching nearly everone and i could see the leaders only a few turns away when SMACK i hit the dirt! I even called it during warm ups, "if i crash this will be the corner" and sure enough i go down on the turn with the most gravel instead of a nice cushy, soft muddy turn. So now my rythm is gone, the adrenaline of a crash corsing through my veins but im determined to finish and get back on the bike. So how did we fare in the chaos filled field of 60? Will the G kept up his top 10 ways with a 8th place finish and yourself truely (given the circumstances) finished with a somewhat disapointing but still somewhat respectiable 14th. So now we start our recovery/training and do it all again next week in Dodson, NC... viva cross!mcnasty out.