Well, I went down today.
After installing the RapidBike among other things, I made my way out to the track today. The bike ran like a top and there was a very noticeable difference in throttle response, so much so that I wasn't as smooth as I needed to be with my throttle inputs. That's when I decided to kick it into B mode. For getting back into the groove of things, this was great. I already knew B mode didn't limit power, it limits power delivery. What I didn't know was that the throttle response between, say, 25% vs 100% throttle input has no difference when accelerating. In A mode, it's an obvious difference. Since I've always used A mode, this was a learning curve for me and it caused me to make a mistake.
I ran in B mode for a few hours and really improved controlling my inputs better. I made the decision to stay in B mode because I felt there was no need to switch back, it's just a track day and I was making more progess with it anyway. I became pretty capable and comfortable with trail braking last year, and this is where the accident occurred. After picking up the pace for the last hour before the wreck, I started practicing my corner entries again. Cornering felt great as well as the entries, and my inputs had greatly improved to the point where I felt comfortable approaching corners faster. I was about to dive into a left hand corner, brakes were already being applied progressively and I began my turn in. I slowed down at the expected rate, but then I realized that I was no longer decreasing in speed. Of course, while I was rolling off of the throttle while I was braking. What I didn't understand at the time was how far I actually had the throttle open still because of the difference in throttle response as I mentioned earlier. I was still going faster than I wanted to into the corner, so I naturally applied more front brake while attempting the turn in. The front tire began chirping because the rear was continuing at the same speed the entire time. I lost my front tire and I made sweet, sweet love to the earth.
That was a painful low side. I estimate that I rolled a good 200 feet before coming to a stop. It felt like I body slammed the pavement
I took a huge blow to the head and all of my ribs on my left side feel like they met Brock Lesnar in person. Most importantly, I walked away. Was checked out at an ER and I was cleared with no major injuries and possibly a minor concussion. I was really concerned about my ribs. I have a small area of road rash on my left wrist smaller than a penny, but big and deep enough to be annoying until it heals.
The bike's injuries consist of a broken OEM rear set (have a pair of Vortex ready to throw on), lightly damaged slip-on, the rear tire may have been separated from the rim when it hit the dirt, and cosmetic damages. GB racing covers held up well, I'm really happy with them. I plan on tearing it down again to clean it well and inspect the front suspension. It flipped side over side, but doesn't have significant damage that I could see at the time.
All in all, it was a good day. I was so excited to get back on the track and it felt great, except how it ended, of course. I can't fault the bike at all, it did what it was told to do. I just wasn't good enough at telling it what to do, in this event
I certainly took something out of this crash. Luckily, I should be back out there next month after making repairs and I won't be enticed to switch modes now that I have my muscle memory back. If I ever plan on using it in the rain, I need to spend some quality hours practicing with it.
I'm just laying here in bed after laying the kiddos down and thought I'd share this with ya'll. Thanks for reading