Well, it's a Tuesday evening. Central London is dark late November now and I'm

standing by my locked up bike. At the back of Victoria Station waiting as I've

done quite often in my life. But in all said circumstances admittedly from when I

first met him but waiting for David Miller.

I don't imagine he knows where to go really I certainly didn't and I know

London a little bit better than David does. Already certain parts of it admittedly we

know that city in very different ways but yeah I don't think he's but I don't

think David's been here before so I'm looking out for David I would imagine

we'll be on his folding bike. In fact just pulling in behind a London cab

right now that is parked on two red lines and the cab is just jumped into the

Willow Walk pub eating a sandwich on not on a folding bike but on a seemingly

20,000 pound carbon fibre bike is David Miller. Hello there. Hi Ned. What's

the name of your day there? It's a Christmas press press on one day. That's

very festive. I've got a month early. It's funny. Where's that? Haven't you seen

anything? Anyway I could say fun David is fast isn't it? Fun is fast. Fun is

fast and we're about to find out.

So we got inside. We're in the air. We're in the air. The fun is fast

factory. It's fast factory. Yeah it is whipped again. So this is quite a well-known

protocol now. Choose the night means chapter three ride doesn't it? Yeah chapter

three choose a chain gang. Yeah it's like we're just this is the only third one. So

we're kind of so I figured I'm in London. We may as well ride Zwift in London but

not. I know it's the whole contradictory paradox of a universe thing is

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