I've only ever ridden a track bike in the street but I aspire to one day ride the velodrome. So I attended the OBRA fundraiser for the Alpenrose Velodrome. Plus, they had free beer.
A coupla sweaty fixie kids came skidding up, finishing their alley cat race. So naturally, I pretended to be a race official. It worked - they handed their manifests over, no questions asked. I used to race in alley cats in San Francisco for fun, now I steal race sheets for kicks.
Java Joel, of Courier Coffee fame, was there too. I first met Joel in Eugene in 2001 when he approached me in a bike shop asking if he could organize his own race and would I teach him. This led to a handful of poorly-attended (but fun!) alley cat races during my first cold, wet, Oregon winter.
The long ride home in the rain felt short and easy on my single speed - now a freewheel and no longer a fixie.