Evening Everyone, The only morning practice I can remember seeing, not hearing you understand, was 2002. I stumbled out of my pit up to Douglas Road corner with a few other hardy soles and shivered myself back to sleep. Next thing I'm wrenched out of my slumber by a crescendo of noise as gearboxes were being slammed into the turn. Not quite the sound of a Honda six or an MV but impressive none the less.

By the Saturday, after being persuaded by my fellow shiverers, I took an early morning lap before breakfast. I really enjoyed that lap more than any others, quietish roads etc. apart from a lumbering old coach packed with punters! Since then I try to do at least one early lap before going home.

In 08 I could do both. You might need to get a bigger bus. alf