You are NOT going to believe this one, but I'm riding along the coast of California today on the PCH, when a slough of riders turns off one of the side streets just behind myself and JK. As I look over and notice the red and black kits and realize it's the BMC squad as we head up the Pepperdine Hill in Malibu. Well as the train rolls by, I glance over and see the rainbow stripes on the lead rider, who just happens to be Cadel Evans, no big deal. I've been here a day and more crazy crap has happened than all of last year.
At the front, Cadel Evans, no shit.
The wind in the background sounds like you pulling a basket with at semi-thawed Turkey. Did you try to push any Squirt on them?
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