In 48 hours Brian Bell and the relentless crew of IV League Flat Track
took a gravel parking lot, too many tons of dirt to count, over one hundred orange and white barriers and built a solid sure bet of a race track. Our money? On the Indians, of course.“We’ve got a really cool eclectic group of people that have come out here and met in the middle of the country to ride their motorcycles on a track we built in two days. I couldn’t be more excited!”
- Roland Sands
The sun was setting, the light draping the bodywork of machines in dust in a way only found at a race track, covered in dirt. Indians, Harleys, Honda’s, Ducati’s, you name it, it was there. This is the epitome of Hooligan racing. Run what ya brung, boys and girls. Expect a hard, short and fast race with the only real trophy being to call your claim, a Hooligan.
RSD’s own Roland Sands, #10 was seen battling it out with GNC legend Joe Kopp in the initial track turns. Both mounted on Scout 60’s, rider pitted against rider. Pushing their 500lb machines to the max on the short make-shift track, they found traction where they could and made it where they couldn’t. All the while the crowd pressing on the chain-link fences begging for more.
Shaun Guardado, #66 (the other half of Suicide Machine Co.
), took a gnarly spill putting his Harley Davidson Sportster 6” deep into the dirt. Fortunately, his intake didn’t take a hit and once he was on his feet, it was ready to draw again. Anxious as Eastwood in Fistful of Dollars, he waited patiently on the sidelines for the next race.“I was running good and stepped a little too far out and was trying to make ground back up. I cut too hard on the inside and caught the peg of another racer. Right then the bike went over. But that’s it, that’s racing.”
- Shaun Guardado