We trundled down to Sydney last Saturday for round 3 of the championships. Only 3 of us this time as James had a family commitment . What could be more important than going racing for the day? The wind was going to be an issue as it was blowing pretty hard at times Whilst we are not going as quick as some, it gave me a couple of heart starter moments so I hate to think what it was like for the bikes. Most of the track is protected by the sound mound but when you hit the braking area the wind would hit side on. We started out with each of us getting a bye run with me the fastest qualifier. I don't know if it was the wind or what but I'm running a bit slower than usual. I thought I might've hurt the motor last time when the accelerator got stuck but a compression test had all cylinders within 5 psi and no usual clunks or rattles. I ran 14.341, 14.332, 14.352 so of course dialed 14.30. First shootout had Ezio taking the win over Anthony and I had the bye. Ran a 14.157. Dang! Changed my dial to 14.10. Ran against Anthony in the second shootout and backed off for a 14.472. Up against Ezio in the next and couldn't reel him in but I'm buggered if I know why. Ran a lazy 14.635. The only thing I could put it down to was the wind was gusting really bad at that time and the carbys sucked in a shit load of dust and crap. That's my excuse and I'll stick to it. That gave Ezio 3 wins and me 2 so it was us in the final. Because I'd run slower I went against my unwritten rule and changed my dial in again. 14.40. Big mistake! Or it should've been. I bloody redlit again and by .002 at that. Ezio took the win and I drove home swearing at myself, AGAIN. Me and the crew chief got home a bit after midnight and we were knackered. We leave home around 5.30 in the morning so it's a long day but I still love it.