I still have my "Triumph--turns an ordinary man into a mechanic" T-shirt, about worn out now, and yes, I wear it in the garage when I work on my Triumphs, which is plenty. In 1995 I got knocked off at Daytona at the top of the east banking, maybe two feet down from the fence at the top, full pop in fifth about 125 mph. Naturally, I was plenty beat up, and spent a couple days in bed plenty sore. My good buddy Gil Vaillancourt was back there with me, and I guess he got tired of waiting for me to get up off my sorry a--, and so he went off to a flea market and got me that shirt and presented it with a maximum of pomp and circumstance, and of course a little bit of anti-Triumph elitism since he was a Norton Manx guy and loved to inflict the needle too, LOL. Anyway, it definitely picked up my spirits that day. Sadly, Gil is gone now, and I'm done racing, but each and every time I put that shirt on, I remember that day and Gil, and it still makes me laugh.
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