What could be weirder than shoving snakes in your ears to act as a crude form of soundproofing? Thankfully this won't be an option this weekend, as I have opted not to race the first round of the Working Week Series 8 hour at Lithgow. No restless night tossing and turning as gutteral moans and evil noises emanate from the rotting carcass of Col. As if riding for 8 hours isn't hard enough, try doing it after a fitful sleep spent trying to resist the urge to suffocate your team-mate, thereby doubling your own workload, but eliminating a major obstacle to a peaceful existence and a stable mind. Decisions, decisions... now, where's that pillow?
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