James Waddington, Bad to the Bone

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edited April 2010 in Commuting chat
"The riders come out, knights for the tournament, neck to thigh in slippery lycra with the sheen of deep space condoms, faired helmets on their heads like the glans from another galaxy and neoprene pixyboots to slide the air around their feet, mounted on gaudily caparisoned donkeys — the carbon fibre monocoque monoblade."
James Waddington, Bad to the Bone

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