Going with the Phlow

The trick seemed to be the smootheness, accelerating out of the apex at the proper time, not too early which would call for a lift, or too late which leaves power unused. Turning in from the exact position was crucial to gain the highest overall speed in the corner, and hard braking and swift acceleration-the tempo was constant-repetitions seemed to mount-lap after lap after lap. A couple of times after late braking the hairpin, and fighting deep into the turn to gain control and turn in, the tires would chirp. Almost giggles. From high to low, decelerating, the Maxxis tires bounce slightly on the bumpy track, then turn in to the righthanded hairpin-not quite as full as a hairpin, then as you exit you continue your slide setting up the next lefthander, and on, and on.
Turn 1 is taken full out, my 100cc Yamaha motor is singing it's high-pitched song, but at the end of the long straight it sings it's "second song", where it really rings. At the end of the long straight is the turn 2 & 3 complex, a tightening left hander into an immediate right. The deceleration is intense, the stiff chassis flexes it's maximum, and the clearance to the road shrinks. This produces a burning sensation on the glutea. Your body's organs feel the pressure too, intestines and bowel are dragged downward, and it feels like you're gonna shit yourself.
Turning and braking and fighting the pull, you're looking in for the apex...