Well I did just fine. Finished my first lap and was pretty pooped. My crew chief made me get off the bike and stretch my forearms while he fueled. When he was done I told him I think Im done
. He looked at me and said MY ASS
your done. Straddled my bike and started it for me. Told me GET ON and go
. So I did. He even pushed me out of the pit stall before I could get the bike in gear. So back out onto the course I went. I made it about 4 mile back out onto the course and then it happened. Going down a really silty down hill I hit a rock and the bike started to swap ends on me. Like the champ that I am I tried to ride it out and the bike landed sideways and I rode it to the ground. After gathering myself up and getting the going the right direction on the trail, I tried to grab the front brake lever. But to my dismay all that was left was about an inch of lever. Just enough to grab with my index finger. But not enough to do me any good on the much steeper down hill portions. So I continued down the course till I found a good spot to get off and return back to the pit area. Upon arriving back in the pit area my pit crew was like WTF
. Im like
. But Im not
. So they were like
. And then my crew chief was like
. So he dug through is box of extras. We tried like 8 different types of brake levers but none of them worked. So I was like
and my crew was like
. And so we turned off my fuel and put the bike up on the stand.