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<blockquote data-quote="yamadogyz" data-source="post: 100586" data-attributes="member: 377"><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>The pits were electric, would Stewart fare well?</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Practice was out there, and now time would tell.</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>He rode with intensity, not giving a fuck,</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Making more dudes pull over than he did in his truck.</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Once practice ended, and the times came across</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>James was on top, with his last lap (like a boss)</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Now people were talking, James was still fast</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>But in a 30+2, did we think he could last?</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>The moment arrived, gate drop, moto one</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Rev limiters blaring in the heat of the sun</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>The 450s did roar, rendering everyone deaf</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>While Alessi was leading (and no, ’twas not Jeff)</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><a href="http://brotocross.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/HiPoint2.jpg" target="_blank"><span style="color: #395c77"><img src="http://brotocross.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/HiPoint2.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></span></a><em>In the midst of it all, James was way back,</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Watching out for distractions potentially crossing the track</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>He just didn’t have it, it didn’t look fun</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>James made it to 5th and he was all done</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Meanwhile out front, Dungey was gone</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Having destroyed Mike Alessi and the black bike he was on</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Just KTM cruising like a boss as he rode</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>And the field just hoping that his ride would explode</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>The checkers came out, The Dunge took the race</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Making everyone his bitch with his late moto pace</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Alessi took second, and Jake Weimer third</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Fourth went to Shorty, and 5th, well, you’ve heard</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Moto 2 hit the line, with Stewie not there</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Many “What the fuck?”s were up in the air</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>His day was now finished, his glass hand was cooked</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>And this race just got boring by the way that things looked</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><a href="http://brotocross.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/HiPoint1.jpg" target="_blank"><span style="color: #395c77"><img src="http://brotocross.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/HiPoint1.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></span></a><em>The gate hit the ground, and The Dunge was up front</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>But T.A. was screaming “Get him, you </em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>cunt</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>jerk”</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>So Mike did abide, by grabbing the line</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>And moving to first – It’s clobberin’ time.</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>For a few laps, he was good, not letting Dunge past</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>But we knew what was coming, and coming real fast</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>“I’ll never back down,” we all heard Mike shout</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>While Tony was whispering “Just take his ass out”</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>But all was for naught, as The Dunge took the lead</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>While Tony sat embarrassed by the son he did feed</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>But Mike would take second, a respectable spot</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Weimer was coming, but he couldn’t be caught</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>There was no joy at High Point, except for KTM</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>Finally started winning, so you can’t make fun of them</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>The Dunge says “It’s fast, and electric start is nifty</em></span></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 14px"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: #333333"><em>But thank fucking God, it’s not a 350.”</em></span></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="yamadogyz, post: 100586, member: 377"] [CENTER][SIZE=14px][FONT=Arial][COLOR=#333333][I]The pits were electric, would Stewart fare well?[/I] [I]Practice was out there, and now time would tell.[/I] [I]He rode with intensity, not giving a fuck,[/I] [I]Making more dudes pull over than he did in his truck.[/I][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/CENTER] [CENTER][SIZE=14px][FONT=Arial][COLOR=#333333][I]Once practice ended, and the times came across[/I] [I]James was on top, with his last lap (like a boss)[/I] [I]Now people were talking, James was still fast[/I] [I]But in a 30+2, did we think he could last?[/I][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/CENTER] [CENTER][SIZE=14px][FONT=Arial][COLOR=#333333][I]The moment arrived, gate drop, moto one[/I] [I]Rev limiters blaring in the heat of the sun[/I] [I]The 450s did roar, rendering everyone deaf[/I] [I]While Alessi was leading (and no, ’twas not Jeff)[/I][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/CENTER] [CENTER][SIZE=14px][FONT=Arial][COLOR=#333333][URL='http://brotocross.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/HiPoint2.jpg'][COLOR=#395c77][IMG]http://brotocross.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/HiPoint2.jpg[/IMG][/COLOR][/URL][I]In the midst of it all, James was way back,[/I] [I]Watching out for distractions potentially crossing the track[/I] [I]He just didn’t have it, it didn’t look fun[/I] [I]James made it to 5th and he was all done[/I][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/CENTER] [CENTER][SIZE=14px][FONT=Arial][COLOR=#333333][I]Meanwhile out front, Dungey was gone[/I] [I]Having destroyed Mike Alessi and the black bike he was on[/I] [I]Just KTM cruising like a boss as he rode[/I] [I]And the field just hoping that his ride would explode[/I][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/CENTER] [CENTER][SIZE=14px][FONT=Arial][COLOR=#333333][I]The checkers came out, The Dunge took the race[/I] [I]Making everyone his bitch with his late moto pace[/I] [I]Alessi took second, and Jake Weimer third[/I] [I]Fourth went to Shorty, and 5th, well, you’ve heard[/I][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/CENTER] [CENTER][SIZE=14px][FONT=Arial][COLOR=#333333][I]Moto 2 hit the line, with Stewie not there[/I] [I]Many “What the fuck?”s were up in the air[/I] [I]His day was now finished, his glass hand was cooked[/I] [I]And this race just got boring by the way that things looked[/I][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/CENTER] [CENTER][SIZE=14px][FONT=Arial][COLOR=#333333][URL='http://brotocross.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/HiPoint1.jpg'][COLOR=#395c77][IMG]http://brotocross.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/HiPoint1.jpg[/IMG][/COLOR][/URL][I]The gate hit the ground, and The Dunge was up front[/I] [I]But T.A. was screaming “Get him, you cunt jerk”[/I] [I]So Mike did abide, by grabbing the line[/I] [I]And moving to first – It’s clobberin’ time.[/I][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/CENTER] [CENTER][SIZE=14px][FONT=Arial][COLOR=#333333][I]For a few laps, he was good, not letting Dunge past[/I] [I]But we knew what was coming, and coming real fast[/I] [I]“I’ll never back down,” we all heard Mike shout[/I] [I]While Tony was whispering “Just take his ass out”[/I][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/CENTER] [CENTER][SIZE=14px][FONT=Arial][COLOR=#333333][I]But all was for naught, as The Dunge took the lead[/I] [I]While Tony sat embarrassed by the son he did feed[/I] [I]But Mike would take second, a respectable spot[/I] [I]Weimer was coming, but he couldn’t be caught[/I][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/CENTER] [CENTER][SIZE=14px][FONT=Arial][COLOR=#333333][I]There was no joy at High Point, except for KTM[/I] [I]Finally started winning, so you can’t make fun of them[/I] [I]The Dunge says “It’s fast, and electric start is nifty[/I] [I]But thank fucking God, it’s not a 350.”[/I][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/CENTER] [/QUOTE]
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