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sukunasxsub · 5 months ago

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BikerSukuna! X Reader

Part 1

The sound of a high pitch exhaust shifting gears, catches the attention of yourself. You look up from the book you’re currently reading and around the surrounding area of the park you lie at, under the shaded tree.

the love for motorcycles you have, makes you perk at the sound of the person shifting their gears repeatedly making the exhaust higher, sounding like the bike could be reaching top speed. ‘Man, the person must be really feeling something, unless they’re late, haha’ you think to yourself and returning to your book.

After a couple hours went by, you notice it getting dark and the sun was setting but you can sill see the light that aluminates the reflection of a pair of fenders reflecting the sun towards my eyes. The rev of the 1000cc engine softening to a slow stop, just a couple hundred feet away from you, and you look and stare at this cherry red Yamaha R1 sports bike, eyeing the man controlling the beast of an engine. If you arn’t careful, you might look stupid and drool all over yourself.

you watch as the man slides his helmet off, revealing his true form. Black lines outlining his jaw line and cheeks, forehead tattoos and realizing his rolled up sleeves of his button up tight shirt shows his arm tattoos. You gasp at how utterly heavenly he looks, very sinful of anyone to look deviously sexy, especially on a sports bike. He looks up from under his eyelids, with furrowed brows as if to notice you gasp and stare at him. He looks up at you with an intense stare as if he’s glaring at you, if anyone were to view the stare down it looks as if he was glaring at you for just sitting here in his presence. But to you, his intense “glare” was intoxicating. You gulped and didn’t faulter your stare to him of innocence. His bike still running, his right hand placed over his throttle and a light twist to the wrist, he revved his bike twice at you, there a small smile grew on your lips with a bite to your bottom lip and you looked back down at your book. You slipped your hair behind one ear and looks back up at him with red tinted cheeks.

he’s still starring at you but this time a smirk plastered on his face. You suddenly get a nervous ache in your stomach and close your book and pack your little afternoon picnic and head to your car with out looking back at the bad boy you thought all to well dangerous to get close to, so you don’t even try to try to engage other than that smile. Before you can get in your car, steps in the gravel is hood behind you and a throat being cleared. You stop in your tracks and turn around, being met by your book being shoved in your face.

“you dropped this, while holding a handful.” And if your drool was bad, imagine your panties right now. The husk of a voice that came from…. Made you look up at those intense red eyes that matched his beast of a bike. Your heart jumped out of your chest in surprise at how close he was. Again intoxicating.

“Um, thanks and sorry for the trouble.” You say and grab the book from his hands. Your hand glides against and over his. You don’t notice but he stepped half a step closer to you. You turn around to place the book on your front seat. You turn back around and the pink haired guy with intense tattoos and a hard gaze was gone.

From that evening on you haven’t seen the guy but You always hear a specific revv of an engine and gears shifting up in speed in the city of your home. You heart speeding up hoping somewhere it would be him and if he’s okay. As the beast of sport bikes are dangerous.

Until you met him in the city.

Part two will

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batsplat · 8 months ago

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Hi! I saw you mention how Honda tried to kill Marc and Joan in your latest Marc post and I was wondering if you could elaborate on that? I am fairly new to MotoGP and I keep seeing and hearing fans and experts speak of Marc’s last years at Honda in this way, implying the bike was absolutely terrible, but I cannot seem to find any explanation as to how bad exactly and why everyone keeps using the specific “It tried to kill them!” expression… 😭 If you have the time and/or interest to only, of course! It does interest me considering Marc had been riding his Hondas for so long at that point and also with how well he is adapting to the Ducati now, it just seems incredible to me that he would have any such problems with a bike!

(x) haha yeah of course. I feel like this is one of those motogp stories that I know so well by now I could recite it in my sleep, so it's no real bother to quickly type it out

honda has traditionally been one of the Big Names in the sport, and got a... decent-ish haul of titles this century even before marc joined the premier class (2001-3; 2006; 2011) (could've been better hehe). the pedrosa/stoner partnership helped develop a very good bike in the form of the RC213V, introduced at the start of the 2012 season for the new regulations (aka the 1000cc era, which we're still in). when marc joined honda, this was on balance (if by a fairly slim margin) the best bike on the grid. over the next couple of years, honda would go from initially establishing a more sizeable bike advantage over yamaha to running into trouble in the 2015 season - and for a while it looked like those troubles would continue into 2016. that year brought on a massive change to the championship in the switch back to michelin tyres and how all bikes would be forced to run on 'spec electronics'... basically it represented a big shake-up in the competitive order, and it took a while to see how well each manufacturer had managed to respond. but 2016 turned out better than expected for honda while its long-time rival yamaha increasingly struggled - and was soon replaced by ducati as honda's primary challenger. the ducati project generally seemed more on the cutting edge of the bike development than honda was, especially given how much attention they seemed to be paying to improving the aerodynamics of the bike... but, well, marc won a bunch of titles during that time, so whatever. 2013-14 and 2016-19 champ, honda was on paper the dominant force in the sport, all was well

except... except there was already trouble looming on the horizon. 2019 was the first year in which marc was the only honda rider to win a race. it might have been a close to flawless season from him, but this was clearly a bike that was increasingly suited to one rider and one alone - a bloke who happened to have the kind of freakish natural abilities to ride around the glaring issues of an increasingly temperamental bike. (it should be noted that marc too was crashing far more than was advisable in order to find the bike's limits, as he does have a tendency of doing - he just managed to not do it in the races. see here on the question of marc and 'lucky' crashers.) though it wasn't just a question of marc being able to harness a naturally tricky package... the bike was specifically developed around him and his unique riding style, which meant that honda was inevitably increasingly reliant solely on marc marquez. honda didn't sign up dani in a test rider role upon his retirement at the end of 2018, letting ktm snatch him up instead... and they missed out on what could have been valuable feedback from jorge, who never adapted properly to the bike and was struggling with injury throughout that 2019 season. now, okay, this isn't ideal for a manufacturer, but also you can't complain too much when your number one rider is so good he's singlehandedly winning the team's and constructor's championships for you. honda and marc reaffirmed their mutual devotion with a staggering four year deal at the very start of 2020 for 2021-24, so it was essentially a half decade long commitment to each other... felt pretty insane, even at the time. both sides decided their fates were to be inextricably tied, and put pen on paper to confirm as much

and then marc got injured. within the span of a week in 2020, honda was essentially banished to competitive wilderness, perhaps not helped by their controversial decision to replace the outgoing three time premier class champion with marc's younger brother to complete their factory line-up. 2020 was basically a write-off as soon as it started - and not only did that mean honda wasn't winning in the short-term, but they were bereft of their lead rider who had been responsible for determining the development direction. the crisis was compounded by the impact of the pandemic, which hit all of the japanese manufacturers particularly hard - as well as exacerbating existing issues within the honda project, which at times approached development too conservatively and were not proactive enough in poaching rival engineers to provide new insight as needed. as a result, when marc returned in 2021, he was provided with a bike that was already in a pretty sorry state... but also one which, given how his arm was still causing him considerable problems, he could not ride to its fullest potential. marc still comfortably outperformed the other honda riders and was able to bag a pair of heroic wins at his specialist circuits of sachsenring and cota (tracks that honda was still well-suited to and also mitigated marc's right shoulder struggles as a result of the anti-clockwise layout), as well as an extra win at his strongest clockwise circuit of the calendar, misano (though he was helped by the two factory ducatis ahead of him binning it lol). right after that, he suffered a recurrence of his past problems with diplopia as a result of a training crash and was ruled out of the rest of the season... but you could still say there was a little bit of hope for better things to come

but things just kept going from bad to worse, to the point where you eventually lost track of the number of times you heard the descriptor 'worst weekend in honda's history'. initially, it looked like 2022 pre-season testing might be quite promising, and the honda did have a grand total of one decent-ish race (where marc wasn't actually the highest honda finisher, very very rare in the post-dani days). so there was initially some optimism around the radically redesigned bike, with a completely reworked chassis and new aero and new swingarms and so on. the bike was supposed to be more powerful as well as more rideable, but this ended up being far from the reality. at the very next race in indonesia, marc suffered a vicious highside that brought with it a worrying return of the diplopia, so soon after the last occurrence, and meant he was again sidelined. the other honda riders weren't doing much better, either scrapping for lower points positions or crashing themselves. after struggling on for a while, marc made the decision to get another surgery for his arm, postponing his season indefinitely. once again, honda was directionless, and it was hard to see any clear improvements or even where any improvements were supposed to come from

the situation was so obviously catastrophic that marc actually returned to the paddock before being fit to ride again to essentially inspect honda's progress and to have meetings with key honda personnel. in austria, he held a special press conference to discuss his visit - and then said press conference had to be cut short by a storm threatening to rip honda hospitality apart. which feels a little on the nose, but anyways. marc made his return after his successful surgery, and even he could only work so much magic with that bike... his strongest race was at phillip island, where he bagged his one podium of the year and was still in victory contention on the last lap. honda had also managed to secure two high profile rider signings for the following year - the two suzuki lads who had been left in the lurch by the manufacturer deciding very suddenly to leave the sport. 2020 world champ joan mir went to the repsol honda team, and alex rins, who was really too good and too highly rated for this gig under normal circumstances, ended up with the satellite lcr squad. the hope was that at least now they might have a better chance at having more than one competitive rider, who should also be able to provide development feedback and serve as a benchmark for marc post-arm injury

and then came 2023. honda's 2020 was horrible. its 2021 was embarrassing. its 2022 was disastrous. its 2023... well, that was just apocalyptic. this time there were no pre-season false dawns. honda's most dramatic problem wasn't that they had built a bike that was too slow (although it was also that), or that they were so obviously behind the development curve in several different areas (which they very much were) - it's that they'd built a bike that was so unreliable and prone to errors that by this point it was horrendously easy to crash. a lot of this is about grip and the way the tyres interact with the surface: if you're not getting enough feedback from this interaction, then you will not be able to get enough feeling to know when you have to make a correction to prevent the bike from throwing you off... even if you are marc marquez. the rear wheel issues and the lack of edge grip are particularly nasty, because they make highsides a lot more likely - you know, the crashes that throw you in the air and are particularly likely to seriously injure riders. so you have a bike that is not only extremely likely to throw off its riders, but is also likely to do so in a particularly painful, dangerous way. plus it was exhausting to ride, and, it has to be stressed, really really was not fast enough

the season does actually start with a slight glimmer of hope, with marc's pole at portimao (courtesy of a bastianini-provided tow) and a sprint podium... and then he crashed out in portimao, taking the home hero with him and fracturing his hand. as a result, marc was again out with injury for a few races - including at his beloved cota, where rinsy ended up securing honda's first and only win since end of 2021 (admittedly pecco did help the cause by crashing out of the lead). this did lead to some debate about how maybe the bike wasn't all that bad after all... but, well. obviously it was

from then on, it's all just misery. after the first race, joan doesn't manage to finish a sunday race in the next nine grand prix weekends - but he also only makes the start in five of those, partly courtesy of a finger fracture he picks up at mugello. alex rins breaks his leg at mugello, an injury he is still limping as a result of, and only managed to start two more races that season. marc shows up to his best track on the whole calendar, sachsenring, the one it should be impossible to beat him at... and he crashes five times that weekend before eventually withdrawing from the race. he's out for two races with rib and finger fractures

this is the breaking point. if marc can't win at the sachsenring and is hurting himself this badly while even bothering to try, the situation just feels increasingly untenable. this wasn't good for either marc or honda - what they needed by this point wasn't a star rider impatiently and miserably watching his remaining competitive years tick by, they needed to rethink everything they were doing and essentially start from scratch. for a long time, an idea of a split between honda and marc felt unthinkable, partly because of marc's deep loyalty towards that team, and also partly due to the more practical matter of his contract running until the end of 2024. but, well, the unthinkable became ever more thinkable as the season progressed. by necessity, marc had to change his approach after the sachsenring debacle, dialling back his competitive instincts and riding the bike at a slower pace in the ignominy of the lower points positions in order to not continuously injure himself. at times, it felt like he was riding slow out of protest - a very pointed 'well either I crash or I'm uncompetitive' - as honda continued to falter. a post-race test in misano prompted a further moment of crisis... marc was so deeply unimpressed by the 2024 prototype he had tested that this inevitably will have helped push him out the door and to gresini ducati. it's hard to exaggerate how bonkers this was... one of the greatest riders in history breaking their contract with their factory - and not just any factory, with honda - to instead go ride year-old satellite machinery. the move was obviously a good idea and the right thing to do, but that didn't make it feel any less crazy that it had actually come so far. how the mighty had fallen etc etc

y'know, joan has a good line about honda this year that he's trotted out quite a few times, where he says nobody leaves honda in a better state than they join it. the bike this season is somehow even slower, though *taps on wood* at least its homicidal tendencies haven't caused any serious injuries thus far. it's been a pretty miserable decline... it's not just the bodies that are getting hurt - it's also demoralising for the riders, and it becomes very easy to lose confidence in your own ability, to be unable to trust your feel for the bike, to become scared of when it will next throw you off. it becomes increasingly hard to motivate yourself, to keep coming back for more... great riders can get a lot out of poor bikes... but there is a limit. even for marc, that honda was a bridge too far

and of course marc's adaptation to the ducati is impressive... but it is a very very good bike! not just in the sense that it's fast - it's also good in that riders with very different riding styles are able to get a lot from that package. what marc is attempting to do right now is to extract performance from a package that is fundamentally there to be extracted: in spite of the increasingly obvious disparity with the gp24's, he is still riding a bike that won the championship last year and as a result doesn't have to ride wildly beyond its limit to make it go fast. he's done an excellent job of adapting his riding style to the demands of the ducati after such a long time on the honda, but fundamentally what he's trying to do here is study all the other ducati riders, see how they go fast, and put his own spin on it. once he's completely finished with the adaptation process (and yes, I'm aware he says he already has), he'll continue doing stuff with that bike that nobody else could... but from a better baseline of performance. I mean, look at where the other gp23's are this year - it's not great, but it's not honda levels bad. both in terms of their pace and in terms of whether you feel like the bike has been infested by a malicious spirit

a useful way of framing it is that you can measure how good a bike is by several different metrics. let's keep it simple and say two of those metrics are whether the bike is fast and whether it is rideable... whether it is user-friendly, if you will. the honda bike of the late 2010's was both fast and not particularly rideable - and you can say something similar of the ducati in times past. so for instance in 2007, at the start of the 800cc era, ducati does a great job in building a very quick bike... but they still had to have the stroke of good fortune to sign the perfect guy to take advantage of that speed, casey stoner. again, undoubtedly that was a very fast bike, but it's also extremely capricious - and even pretty highly rated riders couldn't get anywhere close to pulling off the kinds of performances casey did. but then, over the next few years, ducati fucked it and the bike gradually became worse pace-wise compared to its competitors while still being a nightmare to ride. which is why you have even casey in 2010 struggling to get much out of the bike, cf how he ended up finishing fourth in the championship standings behind a guy who had broken his leg during the season. and then ducati spends several years completely out at sea until 2015-ish. even the most adaptable rider who is able to push bikes beyond the limits of what should be possible cannot completely overcome a dramatic pace deficit. at some point, it just becomes too big an ask - and the honda's decline has been even more dramatic than what post-casey ducati suffered. there's a limit, even for marc... who could be fast last year, who did still manage to do exciting things with that bike. but more often than not, when he pushed, he crashed. now at last, marc can go back to simply attempting the improbable, not the impossible

#i was gonna say it's always exciting to see how long it'll take for my hand to slip and type out the words 'casey stoner'#but i suppose he does get mentioned in the first paragraph so. well #motogp #//#brr brr #batsplat responds #there we go. like a press release of sorts #also feel free to ask a follow up if any of that wasn't clear!#stuff like this is very fast and easy to write up lol no research just discourse #current tag

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42bakery · 1 year ago

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Depends on the rider or what they have schedule or if they are invited because by posting it it's free publicity

But yeah most of the time riders rent the track, hence why, so many are at the same time on the same track. An example of this is Rocco's Ranch and Mack misfits,

I don't know why, but somehow it didn't occur to me that riders pay everytime they go to a track to train like that isn't something the team or whoever pays, it's them paying themselves. Or maybe that's an Alonso thing, I don't know

#MotoGP #Moto2 #Moto3 #MotoE #They also have to notify their equipment and what they use to the FIM because Moto2 riders can't train with 750cc bikes (it's either 600cc #or 1000cc or MotoGP riders can't use c brakes like the ones in MotoGP

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motocorsas · 9 months ago

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here's my rundown of all the new 2027 tech regulations:

the most important news is the reduction in engine capacity. the pistons are going to be reduced from 1000cc to 800cc, meaning they generate less power with each stroke. the bore of the pistons is also going to be reduced, which is the width of the piston head. the wide bores that have been in use for some time deliver more power, so reducing bore size means less fuel and air will be used with each stroke. this makes the bike slower, but more fuel efficient.

fuel efficiency has also been taken into account with the new gas tank and fuel regulations. gas tanks are being reduced from 22 to 20 liters for full races and from 11 to 10 for the sprint. essentially, since dorna has reduced bike power, they've reduced fuel capacity as well, since less fuel is needed.

this is where the new sustainable fuel comes in: the new fuel will be a mix of biofuel and synthetic, both of which have a lower power storage by volume compared to gas fuel. this will also reduce power. are you seeing a pattern?

the last time 800cc bikes were used in MotoGP, they were absolutely hated by riders. from 2007 to 2012, engine capacity was reduced from 990cc to 800cc for similar reasons as today; concerns about safety and overtaking. but the bikes were considered some of the worst to ride, due to low torque and inconsistent power delivery, meaning the bike performed best a very narrow rpm and throttle range -- step on the gas for just a milisecond longer, and you'd get shot off the bike. that made highsides much more frequent. mat oxley explains here:

the title of the article is MotoGP 800s - Rot In Peace, which feels like a grim portent of the years to come.

attempts to mitigate the engine's problems with electronics also sacrificed power and overtaking.

sound familiar? right now, riders, stewards and engineers are all complaining about overdone electronics. this brings us to the next point revealed in the presentation, that holeshot and ride height devices will be banned.

these devices program the bike body to shift up and down under certain conditions, carrying momentum and reducing drag. holeshot devices specifically program the bike to start, resulting in the classic rocket-powered starts we see today. riders plant their feet, tuck their heads down, and let the bike do the rest. holeshot devices have their negatives, especially combined with heavy aero -- plenty of crashes occur in the first few corners of a race because the overpowered start combined with heavily engineered aero shoots a rider directly into another's rear tire. this is the sacrifice made for overtuning bikes so that they're perfectly optimized.

but notably, these changes don't mitigate crashes! despite claiming to prioritize safety, reducing power on its own does not reduce crashes. less torque = slower corner exit = riders prioritizing quicker roll speed and engineers seeking higher rpms. and less power = less braking = less overtakes.

none of this is to say that the original 800cc era was inexcusably terrible or that the new era will be as well. but i don't think liberty media or dorna understand what draws viewers to the sport. in the presentation, they justify most of these changes as making bikes more "road relevant", increasing mileage and sustainability. but world superbike already exists to fill that niche, making motogp obsolete in that sense. i'm all for safe and environmentally conscious racing, but as stated above, these new regulations don't make motogp more safe. they also don't make it more eco-friendly either; ethanol fuel is nice, but it's a drop in the ocean compared to the absurd emissions generated by transporting the entire traveling circus from racetrack to racetrack. if there's anything motogp can learn from wsbk, it's a reduced calendar. less travel means less emissions, and longer breaks gives riders time to recuperate from injuries.

in their attempts to make motogp a better entertainment product, liberty media are challenging the integrity of the sport. their unnecessary limitations ignore the true root of most problems -- overworked riders and teams and a bloated schedule -- and waste money in the process. constantly changing concessions and regulations forces manufacturers to spend more and more money developing new bikes; no wonder teams have been dropping out. these concessions don't help anyone but liberty, since they can claim they've "revolutionized" the sport and made it into a safe, sustainable overtake-fest. all they've really done is sanitize it.

#if i sound angry it's because i am. no one asked for this #like no one said oh you know what would be good? rolling back the engines to the REALLY SHITTY MODEL THAT NO ONE LIKED #motogp #tech talks

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lawya · 6 months ago

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Vibing to the elevator music 🎶

Insta: Law_ya

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will-darkness-turn-to-light · 24 days ago

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meet the new lady. 😈

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cosmicpoutine · 2 months ago

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if not even moto3 starts with 1000cc bikes what makes you, regular citizen with no training, think you can start with a 1000cc bike...???? like sure you can speed on a straight line but the second you need to take a turn you crash brother

#cosmic yapping #bitch can barely keep their bike up while waiting on a red light

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coimbrabertone · 10 months ago

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Cautiously Optimistic - Liberty Media Buying MotoGP

So, Liberty Media, owners of Formula One, are officially trying to buy MotoGP. This has been rumored for the last few months, with Dorna Sports - the parent company of MotoGP and World Superbike - had spent the last few years making the kind of moves you'd make before a big sale. The launch of sprint races in MotoGP, appointing a new CCO in the form of Dan Rossomondo, and expanding the calendar with new races in new markets.

Nevertheless, there were always question marks over whether Liberty Media could own both MotoGP and Formula One, because precedent suggested they could not. As Simon Patterson reported for the Race, in 2006, CVC Capital Partners acquired Formula One and thus European regulators ordered them to sell off MotoGP. Thus, MotoGP was sold to another private equity firm, Bridgepoint. Bridgepoint would then acquire World Superbike in 2013, and evidently owning the two premier global motorcycle racing series didn't seem to bother any regulators at that point.

I can't help but combine that with a quote from Dan Rossomondo made at some point while being the Chief Commercial Officer of MotoGP. Rossomondo said, essentially, that MotoGP doesn't just compete with other racing series, it competes with going out for a walk, listening to music, and all the other things you could do on a Sunday instead of sitting down and watching a motorcycle race.

Was that more than just an innocuous quote? Maybe it's a hint of how Dorna and Liberty will make their case to various regulatory bodies to justify this merger.

Whether or not that's true, Liberty Media seems confident that they're going to pass regulatory approval. How exactly that'll happen remains to be seen - some have suggested that World Superbike will be sold off as a sort of sacrificial lamb to allow this to happen - but it now seems like MotoGP and F1 will very likely end up under the same ownership.

So...what does that mean for MotoGP?

Well, it means that the company that turned F1 into this trendy giant of a series is going to give some of that marketing love to MotoGP. That can only be a good thing - MotoGP is fantastic racing and it deserves more attention.

Will MotoGP see a move from historic venues to chase new markets? I would argue that it already has. Dorna has already been chasing emerging markets and a simple look at the calendar will show that - Malaysia, Thailand, Indonesia, India, etc, etc. Not only that, but that's arguably a necessary decision for MotoGP because, quite frankly, those are the countries that are buying motorcycles these days. 1000cc sport bikes? Not necessarily, but quite frankly, KTM doesn't even make a 1000cc sport bike, so MotoGP has become more of a showcase of the motorcycle industry rather than a marketing tool for a particular type of motorcycle.

Will this result in MotoGP chasing street circuits like F1 did? Well, Liberty Media has already said no, and as much as the word of giant corporations is worthless in 2024, simple safety concerns make it unfeasible. MotoGP needs a ton of space and big gravel traps to stop the bikes - and more importantly, the riders - in the kind of dramatic crashes that can happen in this sport.

What do I think will happen? Well, in the short term, not much, but come 2026, 2027 when circuit contracts start expiring, I suspect we'll lose a few existing venues - having four races in Spain presents an obvious opportunity for some trimming - and probably gain another race in the US (likely that Flatrock track in Tennessee) and if I had to guess, another one in East Asia, most likely China.

Maybe India will pave the way towards MotoGP reviving old, disused F1 tracks, and we could see the likes of South Korea and Istanbul Park added to the MotoGP calendar. If not MotoGP, then WSBK with a Turkish star in the form of Toprak Razgatlioglu really ought to consider it.

Anyway, the way I see it, the legitimate criticisms that F1 fans have with Liberty Media - being greedy, chasing new venues at the expense of historic ones, pushing the teams hard by constantly expanding the schedule - is all stuff that Dorna has already been doing. Even the complaints about the Drive to Survive drama, Dorna has tried two different DTS clones and neither one moved the needle. If you're going to be doing these things anyway, you might as well do them with the company that has at least been successful with it.

For now though, I have MotoGP coverage through Max and TruTV in the US, commercial free, and that's a dramatic improvement over how I had to watch the series last year. Dan Rossomondo's team has made MotoGP far more accessible and pleasant to watch already, and if that can continue under Liberty Media's ownership, then I hope this series that I've fallen in love with over the last year and a half can grow.

Thus, the overall verdict is...I'm cautiously optimistic.

#motogp #f1 #formula 1 #formula one #liberty media #motorsports #racing

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graveltrapping · 6 months ago

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Debutant | imortal

Female Marc Marquez

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Her first win of the season and Mar feels like she could live forever.

The day starts warm, sun high and golden, with the softest wisps of white cloud drifting lazily across the endless blue of the Austin sky. Its warms. The breeze, the sun, the ground beneath her feet. Everything heats her skin and makes it glow, her hair shine like ebony strips of silk. She feels rested. Content, for some reason, even as nerves bubble in her stomach and twist her gut. It’s a familiar feeling that she had learned to live with, that parasitic nervousness that came from experiencing something completely new. Pole position wasn’t new to her, she had taken it many times through 125cc and Moto2. She was more than comfortable sitting at the top of the pack.

Pole position in a MotoGP race however?

That was certainly new.

The 1000cc bikes were a whole new beast. Bigger, the engine vibrations bone rattling, and weighing nearly triple her body weight they felt like a mustang whenever she mounted it. Chomping at the bit to be let loose. Strong, demanding, fast.

So fucking fast.

She felt like she was flying whenever she took off, front wheel threatening to lift, arms wanting to stretch out like wings and catch the breeze so she could go soaring towards that blue Texan sky. Join the eagles and vultures and songbirds that circled overhead. She knew she couldn’t, feet firmly rooted to the throttle, but she had always dreamed of flying when she was young.

She would say her pole lap has been the closest she’s ever come.

Blistering and blinding, she had been as fast and as aggressive as a falcon when she set her time. Pulling seconds and meters from thin air, cutting through corners and roaring down the straights like she was in some cavalry charge. Her bike had kicked and reeled like a wild stallion, but she had reined it in tight and rode like she always did and was rewarded with her first pole position of 2013.

That pole was quick to turn into a win.

She had lost positions in the first lap to Dani and Bradl, sweeping too wide into the corner and all but inviting them through, and then instantly had Lorenzo on her tail. He had been close, clawing the space between them down to nothing but Mar had done what she does best and threw any reservations to the wind. Bradl had been easy. Her and her bike, indistinguishable from each other the moment the engine had purred to life, had flew past him on the straight and dropped him into Jorge’s waiting jaws while she set her sights on Dani. He was a ways ahead, curled down into the frame of the bike, but she could see the slopes of his shoulders and set of his back every time she closed in on the breaking. Could almost reach out to touch him. She imagined that she saw his breathing, how his ribs expanded and contracted, the pull of his muscle as he moved the bike like an artist would their brush. She had always liked Dani. Had a crushed on him even, as Alex constantly reminded her, and she held him in a similar regard that she did Rossi.

It didn’t stop her from taking him though.

In the end she danced around Dani, sweeping down the inside to force him wide then slipping ahead to take the tighter line on the next curve and effectively shutting off any chance of him fighting back. It was fast and clean, no more aggressive than usual, but she could still feel the heat of his stare piercing through her leathers the moment her front wheel pulled in front of his. It was electrifying. She could feel the blood in her veins begin to bubble like lava, feel the sweat trickle down each dip and curve of her spine, could feel the purr of the engine trapped between her thighs. She revelled in the vibrations as they travelled down her legs and upper back, settling in her chest like the thumping of her heart.

Corner after corner, lap after lap, she stole seconds from Dani until she was crossing the line more than two seconds ahead of him.

She shook in her seat, throwing her head from side to side like an overexcited dog, screaming with joy insider her helmet. It made her ears ring but she dint care. She bounced in the seat for a giddy moment as her own giggles bounced around her head before standing as tall as she could and stretching her arms towards the sky. Golden sunlight shone off of her leathers, twisting around her fingers like silken ribbons, before she collapsed back into the seat with a huff of exhaustion and pure exhilaration.

She had won.

Dani was beside her a second later, hand reaching out to grasp her own briefly and give it a firm squeeze that she gave back just as tight, fighting the urge to intertwine their fingers and pull him closer.

She couldn’t really resist that urge with Valentino.

He had come up behind her as she was taking in the sights of the grand stand, crowds drowned in her vibrant red and supporting colourful banners all branded with a big and bold 93. His hand had landed on her hip, squeezing just a small bit, before he held that same hand out for her. She shifted the grasp on her bike messily, fingers fumbling in their excitement, before raising her arm high and slapping her hand down against his. For a second the hold they had on each other slipped, but Mar squeezed her fingers tight around his palm and tugged him just a small but closer. Rossi went easily with her pull, knees just barely brushing, before pulling his hand back to tip an imaginary hat to her in a way that had Mar creasing against the bike in giggles. The touch had sent a jolt of adrenaline through her nerves and had her up celebrating once more, exhaustion forgotten.

Effortlessly, she pulled the beast of a bike into a wheelie and roared down the straight.

The party only continued in parc ferme.

She was nearly dragged of her bike by the two men securing it, all three of them laughing and grasping at each other as they squished together in a tight hug, before she was freed from their arms to slip off the bike and almost crash backwards into Dani who patted her helmet gently and smiled at her through his open visor. She patted his arm just as gently before sprint as fast as she could towards the barriers where her team stood packed tight.

Trusting they’d catch her, Mar launched herself across the barriers and into the sea of white and orange that rose and swelled around her. Hands, all familiar, grasped at her legs and hips as they hoisted higher and nearly over their heads. They slapped her back and patted her helmet, someone pushing open her visor so she could really see the smiles and laughter all directed towards her, so she could see the absolute joy in the faces of the people supporting her.

When her feet finally touched the ground, Santis joy only satiated by lifting her and roughing her up a bit in retaliation for all the stress she caused him, a familiar face appeared in the crowd.

“Papa!” She cried out.

Julia Marquez beamed as his daughter crashed into his arms, her smiling face freed from the helmet and those beautiful curls bouncing freely as he hauled her as close as possible, both laughing and beaming as the held each other. That smile seemed to only widen as Alex appeared from the crowd, hands grasping her own and smile just as blinding. Mar was older, had an intensity to her that Alex didn’t and couldn’t even pretend to have, but she folded into him easily with a gentleness she afforded no one else.

Even if she was drowned in champagne moments from now, Mar felt like she could do this forever.

Her first crash of the season and it nearly kills her.

She had been flying, moulded to the bike as she sailed down the straight, before something under her had clicked. It had lifted her in the seat slightly, rear lifting up and arms limp for a second before snapping into position and going rigid as she tried to wrench the bike into a turn. The suspensions screamed at her. She screamed at herself. The engine roared as the speed she carried seemed to double.

The wall she was heading towards grew bigger.

Again and again she wrenched the handles ,but the Honda continued to careen towards the cement barriers dead set on collision. Over 300 kilometres per hour, it drew nearer with every blink.

She could see each letter of the advertisement speed by.

She could feel how her bike jumped, speeding from the track onto the grass.

She could see the moment the colourful banners disappeared to reveal cold and grey cement.

Mar jumped.

Well over 209mph, the young woman (girl, really) threw herself from the Honda into the grass as her bike ran for the wall. Simultaneously, they crashed. The bike crumpled and rebounded against the wall, scraping down the barrier until it finally hits the gravel and screeches to an abrupt sop. Mar follows not far behind. Air-bound for a second before she hits the grass and goes tumbling. The momentum carries her far, skipping like a rock over a lake, until she slides into the gravel and takes basically the same path as her bike did. She stops almost right beside it, both battered and matching.

She tried to get up a second later.

Like a wounded dog, she crawled in a direction she didn’t recognise as drool filled her mouth. She was panting, could feel her own breath warming her helmet, as the world around her pulsated in a way that had her stomach quivering. Eyes unless, everything spinning, she felt out the world with her hands. The gravel was sharp. Cold. Shifting under touch and leaving her stranded and lost.Her panting increased, ribs tightening.

Hands were suddenly on her. Mar jerked in their hold, skin burning, but the hands cradled her and held her steady. Adrenaline burned through her and left her skin blistering, insides knotted and hot, she crawled almost away from the white blur that reached for her. More surrounded her like a mob, clean and sterile and blindingly bright. An animal sound escaped from her as the marshal finally got a steady hold on her and eased her back down. She fought it a little, unwilling to just stop.

Without really thinking, Mar reached for her bike.

A hand pressed to her chest when she tried to lift her torso up to watch as someone leveraged up her bike, a flare of vicious possessiveness igniting under her ribs, but it spluttered out when the stretcher she was suddenly on was lifted and the world pulsated in front of her aching eyes. She lost time after that, seconds slipping away from her, mind reeling and skulls seeming shrinking around her brain. Every face before her eyes swam, moving grotesquely, shifting into shapes she couldn’t really make out. She recognised the inside of an ambulance at least.

She certainly recognised the inside of a hospital.

She recognised the burning chemical smell that permeated every corner of there room. She recognised the bone deep ache of a crash. She recognised the face hovering by her bedside.

“Papa” Mar croaked.

Julia Marquez smiled at his girl, still so little, and pushed a messy curl out of her face. He let his hand linger there, cradling her cheek as his eyes tracked over the only visible signs of her crash. A swollen chin covered in a purple mottling that warped and tugged at her face a bit, corner of her mouth discoloured with a chunk missing from under her chin. It would scar. Mar wouldn’t mind. She’d take it as a victory, a sign that her body was as teflon as her mindset. Win or nothing, a scar won’t make any difference to that. As much as he wished it did, a scar would change nothing.

He swallowed heavily, eyes stinging, and gave his daughter a strained smile.

Those clever brown eyes watched his face like a hawk. Tracked the click of his throat, how his breath caught, how he tried to hide the tiny tremor in his hand.

“Sore?” He hummed gently, stroking over her unblemished cheek. Mar leaned into the touch and nodded, lashes brushing her cheeks with each lethargic blink.

“I’ll get a nurse” He smiled he stood before wagging a playfully admonishing finger at his girl who already had a conspiring glint in her eye “Don’t. Move”

Mar turned her head to watch her father leave the room and in turn met the gaze of her brother.

He smiled at her, a little wobbly, a shuffled the white plastic chair he was in a bit closer so he could lean his torso against the gurney she was on. Both of them winced at the screech of the legs on the linoleum floors. Mar flinched further when the movement tugged at the scabs on her chin, hand flitting up to hover around the skin that felt ridged and bumpy and slightly hot with pumping blood. Alex’s eyes followed her hand.

“At least you can’t get any uglier” Alex joked weakly and Mar laughed, chin and jaw aching, before tears suddenly gathered in her eyes. She tried to push them down but her giggles broke into rough hiccups that shook the drops loose from her lashes and sent them down her cheeks. The mottled skin on her jaw stung when the salt met it.

Alex’s own face crumbled before he folded himself to her, face pressed to her belly and hands tangled together. She could feel his tears wet the hospital gown and turn it tacky against her skin.

“Sorry” He whisper. Mar only ran her fingers through his hair and held him closer.

She wasn’t scared that she had crashed, she was a notorious for it at this point, but the guilt of seeing her family crumble always had a pit opening in her stomach like nothing else did. She wouldn’t change. Racing was who she was, racing the way she did was a part of her. She couldn’t afford to drive sly and subtly like Dani did, couldn’t afford to be as surgically pressies as Rossi or even as patient as Lorenzo with his tightly wound aggression. It was move or be moved. Ride like her or simply get out of the way. Her family knew that, they had to live with it for almost 20 years at this point.

It still hurt seeing them scared for her, feeling what she couldn’t really feel for herself.

Improvement was the only option.

#motogp #marc marquez #fem marc marquez #female marc marquez #rule 63 #my fic #mar #mar; jumps off bike going so fast it could of killed her/broken so many bones and still holds the record for fastest crash #mar to herself; omg girl just get good and stay on the bike #mar being unable to process stuff but having some clue #she got a cool scar out of it tho so she's feeling good #motogp fic #debutant #motogp rpf

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