In the beginning, there were three young kids who all dreamed of racing. With a shortage of money and some very Ghetto bikes and cars they banded together to create a team so great, the foundations of Motorsport would shake.

They were: Bevan (Elmo), Jono and Mike.

Basically Team Ghetto Racing (TGR) is just a group of mates who have decided that we’re going to go racing. It is believed the decision was made at the top of the sacred Brindabella road, when Mike declared to Jono, “Fark talking about it, lets just DO IT!!!” Or so the legend goes. Mike and Jono will be racing in the PCRA and St George motorcycle racing series. Bevan will be racing his Hyundai Lantra 2.0L Super Touring Car.

The name ‘Ghetto’ has been associated with many of the team members bikes, well before the thought of racing together became a serious one. Many moons ago, Mike rode an immaculate CBR250ArghArgh. On the cusp of a new lap record at Eastern Creek, with only a few corners left Mike lost control of the bike and it cartwheeled off the track. This great master piece of modern mechanical engineering, was so badly damaged not even Ghetto Racing’s engineering department could revive it. From that day forth, the name Ghetto Blade was used to refer to the once mighty CBR. And so the legendary ‘Ghetto’ name was born.

Since that day Mike has moved onto bigger and not quite better things. He purchased a tidy R1 which he quickly proceeded to ‘Ghetto up’ by crashing. He also needed a bike to race. The hunt was on. Rumors of a Ninja bike for sale were circulating within the CR community. Mike knew he had to find this mysterious Ninja bike. Across the Lake and into the dangerous ‘South Side’, Mike ventured. Not quite sure the bike he was hunting was worth the risk he was taking by entering the dark side of the Territory, he finally found the supposed residence of the Ninja bike. As he entered the ‘South Side’ fortress he noticed someone towering over the Ninja bike, a great engineer stood working in perfect serenity….. Ocky Jnr.

Filled with confidence, knowing such a esteemed and wise engineer had been taking care of the beast, Mike agreed to take the Ninja bike. Since that fateful day in the summer of 2008, the Ninja bike has had pretty much a full strip down and rebuild, albeit a poor one. Keeping to tradition*, the brakes don’t work and probably never will. The new body work is what many would consider a modern work of art. The engineering departments ability to use parts from various motorcycles and an 1969 MG have astounded many onlookers.

Jono was introduced to the track on the most ghetto steed of all, the mighty RGV250L. Its armour was decorated in house paint, and the thunderous two-stroke roar from its exhausts struck fear into the hearts of even the most hardened trackday warriors. The RGV was indestructible, and after teaching the trade to Jono it was passed on to a new generation of ghetto warrior.

Jono then tried to ride a battle-scarred GSX-R750. Results varied between awesome exhaust-scraping powerslides and moronic crashes on the second lap of the first session. A brief attempt was made to ride a ZRX1200R on the track, but it was just too nice to crash… not really consistent with the Team Ghetto philosophy.

Now, the second-most ghetto bike of all has been added the stable – a 1989 VFR400R. These are the cracked fairings which will propel Jono to D-grade racing glory… or hilarious failure  :thumbsup:

Bevan started out going to the track when only 2, excited by the sounds of the cars and their speed he took interest in motorsport… He started karting at a young age

….before stopping later on in life to persue a career in IT ( bad career move after being told chicks digged IT guys – this is sooo not true) Once settled Bev was determined to get back on the track with his fooooly sick excel.

(The choice of the excel was after being informed chicks dig excels. this was found to be untrue.. you need frangipani stickers for them to dig it.) Around the same time Bev took up Motorcycling (after he heard chicks dig motorcycling) he was never to find out if this were true after it sadly got cut short following an accident.

What had happend was, going through left hand sweeper, he came round only to find an epic dance off taking place right in the middle of the road between the latvian shuffle dancers and tecktonik dancers. Choosing not to break it up and face another war (fought out on youtube) he rather aimed for the soil embankment instead. The end result was his legs stopped working.. top engineers reckon the lithium batteries are dead and need replacing but Bevs too cheapskate to replace them. Unfazed by this Bev was determined to get back on track, originally still building the excel. Around this time he was approached by Mike to join TGR, and during this time he purchased an ex Supertouring car to compete with instead, as the excel would never be as fast and Bev was under pressure to keep up the TGR name. The reason Bev decided on the Supertourer was cos he heard chicks dig Super Touring Cars………

He was so fkin right. 

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TGR has expanded since it’s humble beginnings. We now feature push bike riders, naked Ducati riders, Pit Bitch’s, Personal Assistance’s, Engineers, Groupie’s, Support Truck Drivers and many fans. The team can also regularly be found at the clubs unofficial club house, Civic Pub.

The team’s official website can be found on Facebook. I’d like to invite everyone to join, that way you can stay up to date with all the latest TGR news and events. http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=123573308404

Yes, we do have matching leathers. I’d like to point out that I bought them first.

Bevan has his own thread here with all the pics and updates on his Super Touring Car preparation.

* Mike’s bikes never have working brakes. ‘Cause they only slow you down…