Terry Hill and I went down to Andover for PB attack on the P613. Not a fast day as the wind was playing tricks all afternoon.
Terry finished with a several second improvement on his line one time despite going off course at the turn and having to stop and do a U turn. A good ride by him.
My day was like the curates egg. Good in parts.
Was going really well. Got to the turn and started the return leg. with around 4 miles to go I got passed really close by a car and moved closer to the side of the road. Then there was the sound of a guy leaning on his horn in a white van which passed me and pulled across putting me onto the gravel and then the grass. I came to a stop on the grass, thankfully without falling off.
After cursing at his van which continued on its merry way, I got back on, but now with focus gone, and still shaking, I put it in the small ring and sitting up, twiddled on to the finish.
I freewheeled over the line and yelled No 18, DNF. Looked at my stopwatch and it said 26.30.
No 19 didn't pass me even then, and he finished on a 27, so reckon I was on a PB.
Never mind. We live to race another day.
back there in two weeks time.