Hardly anyone noticed the young dinosaur trying to get his motorcycle started. The race had already begun as he roared onto the track and by now he was nearly half a lap behind the last rider. It was Tyrone;s first official race due to his age and the season was nearly half over. Tyrone not only didn't win the race, but as it was he didn't even finish the race. By the time the race was over though he had won the hearts of the North Shore fans. In just a few weeks the North Shore would be racing against the South Shore in the islands Grand Championship Race. This was the islands biggest event of the entire year. Tyrone's dream was that somehow he would qualify to become a rider for the North Shore. Little did he know what the next few weeks would bring.