FlowVision Check-In – Day 6: Storms, Schedules & One Hard-Fought Day
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By Friday at Loretta’s, the week has taken its toll. You see it in the eyes of the kids rolling into staging. You hear it in the quiet between motos. Everyone’s tired. Everyone’s holding on. And sometimes, just keeping things moving feels like a win.
Thursday was supposed to be our big push.
Landon’s second moto in the 65cc (10–11) Mod class was scheduled for the afternoon. We’d been through highs and lows all week, and this was a chance to reset the tone—put in a clean ride and gain some momentum heading into the final stretch.
But Loretta’s weather never plays by the book.
By mid-afternoon, the skies went dark. Thunder cracked across the hills. And before long, the track was under full shutdown. Riders scrambled for cover. Generators were cut. Everything stopped.
We waited it out. Checked weather apps. Tried to guess what might happen. Finally, the call came: racing was done for the day. All remaining motos—including Landon’s Mod moto—were postponed to Friday morning.
That might seem like a small change. But for us, it was anything but.
Friday Morning – Divide, Conquer, and Race
Nicole had a 7:30 AM flight out of Nashville Friday morning—a flight we’d booked weeks ago, assuming the week’s racing would be wrapped by then. To make it, she needed to leave Dickson by 6:00 AM sharp.
Meanwhile, Landon’s rescheduled Mod moto?
Now set for 7:30 AM at Loretta’s.
Same time. Opposite directions. One van. One kid. One flight. One gate drop.
So we split up. Nicole hit the road toward the airport while I stayed behind to get Landon geared up and over to the track. The van was quiet that morning. No music. No rush. Just a lot of focus—and, honestly, a little bit of stress.
But Landon didn’t flinch.
7:30 AM – Mod Moto 2: Heart and Hustle
We made it to staging with a few minutes to spare. Landon was calm, focused—just doing what he came here to do. No complaints. No excuses. Just a racer ready to line up.
The gate dropped. The start was mid-pack. Not ideal, but not a disaster.
And then he went to work.
One by one, he started picking riders off. Smooth lines. Smart passes. Riding like a kid who’d been here before. And truthfully, after the way this week has gone—it was the ride we needed.
He crossed the line in 11th—his best moto of the week.
Not a podium, but it felt like one. He rode with confidence, grit, and control from the first lap to the last. Nicole texted from the terminal right after boarding:
“Did he race already?”
“Yeah. 11th. Best yet.”
She replied: “Tell him I’m proud.”
So was I.
Friday Afternoon – Final Stock (Limited) Moto: From 12th to the Sand
With a few hours to recover, we set our sights on Landon’s final moto in the 65cc (10–11) Limited class—his last race on the stock bike, and a chance to close out that chapter on a high note.
He looked sharp from the drop.
Charged into the top 15. Climbed to 12th by lap two. He was riding light, fast, and free—like he had nothing to lose and everything to gain.
And then it happened.
The sand corner.
It’s been brutal all week—deep, rutted, slick. One wrong move and you’re buried.
Landon came in just a little off line, the front end tucked, and he hit the dirt. Fast remount. No panic. But in a class this deep, a crash like that costs you everything. He fought to the finish and crossed the line in 26th.
We met him off the track. He didn’t say much—just shook his head, took a long drink of water, and stared off into the distance. He knew what that ride could’ve been.
And yet, he kept it together. Didn’t throw the helmet. Didn’t sulk. Just took a deep breath and said, “I’ll get it next time.”
One More to Go – Saturday’s Final Mod Moto
There’s still one last race left—Landon’s third and final moto in the 65cc Mod class, set for Saturday. The last gate drop of Loretta’s 2025. One more chance to leave with nothing left in the tank.
It’s the kind of moto that means more than a trophy ever could. It’s about finishing the week standing tall—no matter what’s happened along the way.
We’ll be there, just like always. Win, crash, or anywhere in between.
And we’ll share that final chapter with you tomorrow.
Until then—thanks for riding with us.
– The McBride Family
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