Another fun knee dragging story. I was riding Sachsenring in Germany with Leod Escapes Tours during a track day and there was a vendor selling wooden knee pucks which all the local riders were buying. I thought they looked pretty sweet so I bought a cool green pair to match my leathers. After I put them on I was dragging my knee around one of the corners and I was like, "I smell campfire, I smell smoke, what's going on?!" And then I realized it was the smell of my wooden pucks dragging on the track. Ha! Such a cool sensation, multiple senses, all enjoying knee dragging!
Fun track too!