That is my 90 year old dad in the only bike race of his life during the senior Olympics 4 years ago. He borrowed my wife's P2K since he only had a cruiser and no one else in the family had a decent bike small enough for him to ride. We had to cut the seat post down a little bit to get the seat low enough. He turned the bars up so he could shift easier. He refused to wear bike shorts. I was terrified that he would crash and burn on it.
He was going to do them again 2 years ago but got hit by a car running across the road in the rain in the dark. He has been training all winter and was going to do them this year when the pandemic hit.
He was pretty happy after. I was going through some old pictures on FB when I ran across it again.
I'm beginning to think that we are much more fucked than I thought.