| Fantastic vid.
Funny old world isn't it? When I used to ride with a particular rider he would leave me miles behind on the sweeping moorland roads in north wales. I couldn't really see where the road was going ( Colour blind ) and he used to have to stop and wait for me.
As soon as we got to narrow roads with stone walls & hedges he would back right off and would fall well behind me. I love roads like that cos I can work out where the road goes but he hated them.
Mind you these days a 2 year old on a trike would pass me on any road, but thats old age ( and fear of pain ) for you. | 
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