Chapter Sixteen

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Everything seemed in slow motion as I watched, holding my breath praying silent prayers, somehow he managed to stay on the bike, the crowd roared in appreciation and the guys in the garage were fist pumping in the air.  I started to shake that was to close for comfort, I could hardly watch.  Suddenly the picture on the screen was the pit box showing the reaction that had just taken place not 20 seconds before.  It focused on my face, I looked as I felt, terrified.  Then back to the bikes as they jostled at breakneck speeds for position.  Lap 15 Colin overtook Adamo, but this time he pulled away from him, and the crowd were not happy.  But I was, and so was the rest of the garage.  Mark Johnstone was trying to catch up with Sab, as his lead had reduced because of the near crash. Sab held hi

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