The throaty roar of an inline-four, the swish of a chequered flag, the camaraderie of riding together, and the legends and their greatest hits.

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About Riding Fast and Flying Low

It was August 2010. I stood in rainy Cadwell Park, watching superbikes fly over the ‘Mountain’ during the British Superbike championship. It was a turning point. This award-winning blog was born less than two years later. It was a result of a long love affair with F1, of days spent obsessing over superbikes and MotoGP, and of passionate conversations with friends as crazy about motorsports as me.

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  1. … (u hav) miles to go, before u leap!

    thumbs-up!

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