However, the important news, is I won. Me baby. Bloody me. I sat snug in the bunch until the very last moment when bang, out I came out of nowhere, releasing a gigantic yaaaar on the line. If one can not enthuse when victorious, then really, what would we have left?
After za race, I took Za-Bear for a ride on the back of "Ratty" my Raleigh, giving him my new pocket sized, bike blogger issue, digital camera to snap at whatever he liked. He was fascinated by our shadows, god bless him. If I may gloat a while longer, Za-Bear is a genius.