Probably shouldn't even bother.
Each time up the first riser there was small attacks that lasted past the right hand turn and into the left hand bend through the first overpass. I died the third time that happened. After blowing up, I lost interest and with my legs being jelly I called it a day after 3 laps.
My old bike got in a wreck. Luckily, I was not the person riding it.
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