Elizabeth Williams

I remember watching Rossi vs Biaggi in 2003 and thinking (this) isn’t racing, it’s war with tires.

Street racing is loud. It’s fast. It’s stupidly dangerous. I’ve seen what happens when rubber meets pavement at 120 mph on a wet city street.

You’ve heard the name. You’ve seen the videos. You’re wondering what the hell Fmbmotoracing actually is. I get it. It sounds like a mouthful.

I remember my first time on a dirt bike. Dust in my teeth. Heart pounding. No road. Just me and the trail. You’re here because you want to ride.

I started riding motocross because I wanted to go fast (not) just on pavement, but over whoops, through berms, and across jumps that made my stomach drop.

Is motorcycle racing safe? You’re already asking that. I asked it too (right) before my first track day. It’s not a dumb question. Speed looks dangerous.

I’ve flipped a truck. Twice. Not on purpose. Offroad Racing Fmbmotoracing isn’t some polished showroom fantasy.

I’ve crashed. I’ve spun. I’ve sat in the gravel wondering why my lap times won’t drop. You’re here because you want faster laps.