The 93 crossing was nuts! One year, I remember tossing my 90 KX250 up the embankment only to come tumbling back down to the river. The crowd went nuts, they formed a human chain and dragged me up the hill by the back of my helmet, choking me, They dragged the bike up and tried to start it for me and sent me on my way. My bars were bent badly and when I got to my pits in town, some guy came out of the crowd with this giant pipe straitener and bent them back! After that, I started just aiming my bike at the crowd and they would get out of the way, revealing the good lines up the bank.