“I was having a good lap, if I’m honest,” the supersport rider told The Race afterwards. “We went out on the first lap and the bike felt mint. I came in after the first lap, chucked in a bit of fuel and went out again to get a flying lap, two laps in a row. Off I went down Bray Hill, flying into Laurel Bank feeling good, and as I tipped in I could just see it in the middle of the road.
“It was walking, and if it had kept going it would have been OK – but as soon as it heard the noise of the bike it stopped, turned around and looked at me! The next thing I know the front was going into a bush and the bike went straight into the wall.
“Fair play to the marshals, because they really looked after me. I was OK, but they gave me drinks and that. If I’m honest, I’m gutted – but I’m also not gutted because I’m alive. I was pulling the bike out of the van after it came back, and someone said to me, ‘Oh, I hope the rider is OK.’ I said, ‘I am the rider!’ It could have been a lot worse.”