Dogsauce
I’ve got Skol but I’m not a Scholar
The fucking puncture fairy came in the night, which I only discovered 20 mins before I had to catch my train back up to Leeds from King's Cross. Had to do a quick swap over for the Pashley, leaving my speedy bike stranded in the capital. I'd spent the last few days planning a few strava assaults to take advantage of the strong winds this week once I was back in the north, and now I can't do shit. Bollocks. Two KOMs snatched off me so far this week and I can't fight back. *shakes fist at God*