I was driving a couple guys that dnf'd down John Nolan Drive back to the Terrace. At the time there was no one on the bike course, but lots of spectators. A bunch of them were pointing to the truck and clapping, I'm assuming out of respect for the effort of the guys I was hauling in.

The older guy in the passanger seat says, "God I'd like to flip them all off, but I know they mean well."


Everyone in the truck got a chuckle out of it which was good because it was a pretty somber trip up until then.