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Th at I was someon e other tha n
m yseLf, riding a diff eren t road.
I was motorcycling. (Wha t elsel l
Out on m y red Paso on hot sum mer
pa v em en t, ti res sticking lik e
CrazygL . It was awesome how.
ue
everything was working just right,
bik e and rider in perfect rappo rt. Th e
canyon s and hi lls m elted beneath
me.' T he ride was as good as L
eIJaL
can get. A nd I was trying to imagme
how Mam ola was doing just then,
at that very same m om en t in time,
so distan t across th e wide A tlantic
~ riding .th e Grand Prix at R ijeka.
An d zap! I was sudden Ly there in faroff YusoLav ia, th ere with th e crowds,
there watc hin g and chee rin g, as
R and y M amola w as doin g his
p owersLides aLL around th e road
racing track . It was ama zin g! It made
my hair stand on end to see riding
L that! Th e code of a true v ictor
ike
charg ing back for the prize! Proving
the impossibl e - each tim e out, his
ittLe
Cagiva and PireLLis getting a L
bit better. In my dream, I saw him
earL com e 7th at Im ola, the It aLian
ier
fans go ing w iLd. And then in th e wet
at Sp a, his BeLgium I rd, a m asterpiece of GP sk iLL-&-thriLL. Th ere he
was! Randy! Up on the box w ith
Wayn e and Edd ie! L ike Agostini
before him, a fu LL dozen years ago.
And now , in th e dry, in Y ugosLavia
this time, MamoLa on h is Paso-Lookalik e comin g o n '
