Mine was on the ride to and from Dreux as the skies opened, I felt my bib shorts start to unstick where they had fused to my skin. I prayed the whole way from Dreux to Paris that I wouldn't get a P* . Hadnt seen anyone repair one for the whole ride until it started to rain, then every other person seemed affected.
Mine was on the ride to and from Dreux as the skies opened, I felt my bib shorts start to unstick where they had fused to my skin. I prayed the whole way from Dreux to Paris that I wouldn't get a P* . Hadnt seen anyone repair one for the whole ride until it started to rain, then every other person seemed affected.