I got back from Nashville Superspeedway last night kind of late. I had an on and off weekend. Saturday went real well. We got there early as usual and went straight to registration. In practice Saturday, I was real fast setting some of the fastest laptimes in the light weights. Saturday afternoon I raced in the light weight solo. A 20 lap race which is like a mini endurance at some tracks. I started tenth row and by the end of the third lap I was leading! So, I kind of dominated in my class in that race giving that my only competition were the lappers and experts that I was catching. I had fun working through them all though. Nathaniel got second in the mini race after a red flag ended the race ( the cause of the red flag was the kid behind him trying to run him down and crashed). Sunday didn't go as well for me. In practice Nathaniel and I decided to switch bikes in the first round. He rode my RS125 in the light weight practice and I rode his KX85 with the EX500 front ferring on it in the minis. For the second round my bike broke a ring on the first lap! So I got no practice on my bike on Sunday. So, we got the top end fixed on my bike and got ready. I was the first race (excluding the Minis that is accually 1A). I was racing in heavy weight twins against 1000's and real fast bikes like that on a 125. I started next to last row inside. I was running down the leader on the third lap and got pushed off going into turn 2 by an Aprilia RSV 1000 that went to deep with me--leaving my only option to be to run down the apron and come back on in turn 5. I finished first but was scored last because of this incident. I also pinched a ring in that race when coming in. So, after another top end put in, I went out for the 125GP race. I went out on worn out tires and had trouble keeping it straight coming off the turns. I also had Miles on my back the whole time pushing me through the clubman lappers a few times. After a mistake in the last turn, he made an inside move in the last turn for a last attempt. So we're coming on the banking at about a hundred a few inches away with cones under my right foot and a tail section poking my fairing ( or the other way around). I started to drift down on him not realizing it and kind of rubbed on him a little. Well, enough for him to let of atleast! But a real good race as always. I love riding with him. Well, right as my day started to turn around, I went out for the Formula 2 race, the last one of the day. I went out for the warm-up lap last like always so my bike doesn't over heat on the grid waiting for the rest of the riders to show up. Going into the first turn, though, was scary. I got on the throttle real hard and the bike died. I thought I messed the bike up again. So, I coasted through two, across the grass on the outside of two, pushed the bike across the track in between three and four.and sat there thinking for a while. I lifted the gas tank nad saw the gas hadnt been turned on. So I turned it on with relief that I didn't break for a third time that day. After making the rest of the warm-up lap, I pulled into the pits for the start. Since the problem held me up so much, I had to start from the back of the grid. But by the end of the third lap, I was leading. I set in some real good lap times from the addition of a new rear tire and a different, used, yet better front, and from the secret line gone into turn two, which little did I know was about to get me in trouble and end my day. Lap Four comes around and I spot the last of the expert riders still in front of me. A little inspiration can also get your hurt if your not careful. I decide to carry a little extra speed into two in an attempt to catch these last few riders that weren't even in my class. Not only did I go in deeper, but got on the throttle sooner and whenthe power kicked in, I was on my way to a few Aleve pain killers, a bag of ice, a head ache, and a soar ankle that still hurts real bad. Yea, that's right, I had my first high-side. Apparently the little extra speed made the back end step out and spit me off. I crawled off unhurt but the minor leather rashes, a couple soar ankles and a soar shoulder. Im good today. My ankles still soar but its just a little limp. And I cant wait to go to Mid-Ohio to start all this over again ( except no bike problems or the crashes/just the wins!)