As for me, I wandered around in road shoes 6 miles west of town, almost stepped on two snakes and shot the breeze with some corner marshals before I finally got scooped up by the organizer after the race was declared done. I rode with dude and helped him with announcements and picking up signs. I also pushed a stuck car out of the mud, hopped a ‘faster’ truck ride back into town and arrived 2 hours later to get the news. It ended as a hot contest in which Mike lost by a reported “coupla hundred yards”.
Jeff Perkins of the Cutting Crew
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