27 August, 1995 was the day I spent achieving a personal best for 12 hours of bicycle riding. It does seem unlikely now but luckily the archives still have the evidence. Here seen coming back into Lechlade, so after 110 miles or so perhaps, and sometime around midday.
Those were the days, and heaven knows how much I miss it. But I'm afraid the situation has long gone well beyond repair. There are some memorable names on the result sheet there, and it was an honour to take part alongside them.
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