As the sun set and the lights came on, it was time to start the night’s main events. The racers were called to the line for the run-what-ya-brung race. As I lined up in my assigned gate, which is determined by your finishing position in the qualifying race, my chances of a good start were slim. To my left sat Dawes on the Svartpilen 701 with Waheed a few gates further down on his RM-Z450. If I had any chance of running up front, I knew I had to cut underneath the pack in turn 1. As expected, I was the last one out of the gate, but making quick work of a slower rider in turn 1 put me where I needed to be. With Dawes in sight and the leaders just a bit further ahead, I put my head down knowing I would lose time on the straights aboard the VanVan 200, but could make it up in the corners if I hit my marks.