You can still see the words and the crown written on the road. Even in the dark light of pre dawn reps. All across the road. Taunting. All of us. I wonder if he ever sees the white writing now and thinks back to the time where he put time into everybody else.
We look back now, disk wheel and all and ask the question. We will look back at them all now and ask. The reality is that we are not like them and never will be. We live in the real world and not them. We are the true heroes with our work deadlines, affordable bikes and non matching kit.