We are nowhere near as cool or sexy as these long-maned Swedish man-whores, but we’re not opposed to letting a Glam Metal staple like Europe explain the Windy 500 v4.0:
“We’re leaving together,
But still it’s farewell
And maybe we’ll come back,
To earth, who can tell?”
I don’t even know if they speaks the English so good, so I doubt they knew what they were singing about. Or maybe they were actually trying to make the second worst song ever…
Side Note: In my former life as a local roadie, I actually set up for Europe (or was it Holland?) at Marty Zivko’s in Hartford.
Anyway, back to bike riding. The 4th Annual Ride of Stupidity is nearly here and we have a dozen or so slightly shorter haired dudes ready to Ride Angry.
This year’s ride will be one veteran short, and therefore for the first time ever, the coveted Grey Jersey (“Gris Jaune”) will be up for grabs. Our esteemed colleague, Jeremy Johnson, suffered a nasty fall and is on the Injured Reserve for this go-round:
All the best my man!
Look for the full ride report mid-August, and mark your calendars for next year’s adventure.