Spotted...

middleofnowhere waiting at the lights a couple of days ago round Holborn. Trackstanding like a tiger ready to pounce. The pouring rain was dripping down his face and beard. A blank expression, and an icy stare at the road ahead. Nodders keeping a distance behind due to fear, confusion and repect. The lights changed, five powerful strokes out of the blocks, nodders destroyed.

steal quote emails Simon Mottram, sells to Rapha