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Kris
I usually refrain from electronic feedback, preferring to say thank you face-to-face, but this is long overdue...
Watching the CRs at NCBike last weekend go out in 108 heat index session after session was just fucking amazing. Each and every one of them did it without showing anything but enthusiasm and a desire to help others. It queued me to give a long overdue written thank-you.
The selflessness and commitment to helping others displayed by the N2 crew never ceases to impress me. In my time as a member, here's just a selection of illustrations of individual CRs/event directors, on their own dime, being generous, without prompting, asking, or begging (maybe I just looked pitiful at some points
... the mechanically challenged doofus I came in as is nearly unrecognizable today):
1) All the tires, fuel, maintenance and rear-end/neck pain (literally from having to putter around looking back towing me)
2) A pizza once, chicken another time (this was not part of any pot luck, etc.)
3) Power for my warmers
4) Beverages (aspirin next AM would have been good)
5) A spare master after a crash, then a near-demand I go back on track, in tow, to get over it.
6) Showing me how to bleed brakes
7) An event director not killing me after I low-sided on my first ever trackday (at NYST) and stood near my bike to get the red flag to come out... wait... this never happened because that was N1... I get a pass, right?
8) Finding a dozen ways to explain the same concept, until one actually clicked...
9) Flagging me down leaving the track to help adjust my tow-situation
10) Helping clean-up my bike and lending me an oil pan/filter after a K&N oil filter failure (if you're thinking of using one, just don't)
There are countless other instances, but the above were in these moments where I almost quit or really wanted to give up. I just listed them so maybe they catch the eye of someone on here trolling and it makes them at least stop and think.
I can't really articulate how badly I wanted to ride a motorcycle around a race track. To keep it brief, as a 12 year old, a friend of a friend took me to an LRRS event and after I was hanging off my bicycle and all I wanted to do was get out on the track. It took me another 14 years to do it, but once I did, I never could conceived that the best part of it all, what makes it what it is, for me, happens in the paddock.
It took me so long to post because I have so many friends here, it seems like I'm clearly biased and writing would be rendundant. But that bias comes from four years of interaction with a group of fucking awesome people. I'm so grateful.
You guys and girls rock. I try to pay it forward whenever I can, wherever I can. Thanks for everything.
-Kris (not Smith)
Watching the CRs at NCBike last weekend go out in 108 heat index session after session was just fucking amazing. Each and every one of them did it without showing anything but enthusiasm and a desire to help others. It queued me to give a long overdue written thank-you.
The selflessness and commitment to helping others displayed by the N2 crew never ceases to impress me. In my time as a member, here's just a selection of illustrations of individual CRs/event directors, on their own dime, being generous, without prompting, asking, or begging (maybe I just looked pitiful at some points
... the mechanically challenged doofus I came in as is nearly unrecognizable today):1) All the tires, fuel, maintenance and rear-end/neck pain (literally from having to putter around looking back towing me)
2) A pizza once, chicken another time (this was not part of any pot luck, etc.)
3) Power for my warmers
4) Beverages (aspirin next AM would have been good)
5) A spare master after a crash, then a near-demand I go back on track, in tow, to get over it.
6) Showing me how to bleed brakes
7) An event director not killing me after I low-sided on my first ever trackday (at NYST) and stood near my bike to get the red flag to come out... wait... this never happened because that was N1... I get a pass, right?
8) Finding a dozen ways to explain the same concept, until one actually clicked...
9) Flagging me down leaving the track to help adjust my tow-situation
10) Helping clean-up my bike and lending me an oil pan/filter after a K&N oil filter failure (if you're thinking of using one, just don't)
There are countless other instances, but the above were in these moments where I almost quit or really wanted to give up. I just listed them so maybe they catch the eye of someone on here trolling and it makes them at least stop and think.
I can't really articulate how badly I wanted to ride a motorcycle around a race track. To keep it brief, as a 12 year old, a friend of a friend took me to an LRRS event and after I was hanging off my bicycle and all I wanted to do was get out on the track. It took me another 14 years to do it, but once I did, I never could conceived that the best part of it all, what makes it what it is, for me, happens in the paddock.
It took me so long to post because I have so many friends here, it seems like I'm clearly biased and writing would be rendundant. But that bias comes from four years of interaction with a group of fucking awesome people. I'm so grateful.
You guys and girls rock. I try to pay it forward whenever I can, wherever I can. Thanks for everything.
-Kris (not Smith)
