When I worked in the city I used to love the wednesday morning feeling. I raced E12 at Palace on tuesday night, then rode down to SE's at the Kings Head for lots of beer and ribs. I crawled to work on a wednesday with sore legs and chuckled to myself as the commuter-race riders 'smoked' me along Tooley St. Happy days. Believe want you want to believe, it doesn't make it reality.
When I worked in the city I used to love the wednesday morning feeling. I raced E12 at Palace on tuesday night, then rode down to SE's at the Kings Head for lots of beer and ribs. I crawled to work on a wednesday with sore legs and chuckled to myself as the commuter-race riders 'smoked' me along Tooley St. Happy days. Believe want you want to believe, it doesn't make it reality.