Some mornings on the stretch along from Bickleigh towards Tiverton it feels like how I imagine the old Boro A1 time trial course must have been like in the 1970s: an almost constant stream of traffic coming past delivering a nice steady draughting effect. This morning, with a block headwind, one car passes me. Sod’s Law. Even more so as it is only once the road curves through ninety degrees and a line of trees gives cover that the number 55 bus and its attendant column of cars passes me. Where were you all 3km ago?
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