So, I remember racing against this one guy.......
......back when we were both Juniors. His name was Don Myrah. And here's what I remember of him - never once did I ever see his face DURING a race........I was usually seeing his number slowly disappear into the distance ahead. Little did I know at the time that he would become some MTB stud. But he did. And at that time - those Ritcheys(in the pic above) were my favorite bikes - I just thought they were works of art! Still do. Hella sexy.
And speaking of those MTB studs........another thought going through our heads back in the day was:
"Who is that little punk Davis Bike Club kid kicking all of our butts at races - doesn't he know he's littler than us?????"