Jim's non-team issue (circa 1990) has to ride in the car -- like the dog that it is (is that 8 speed!?)
Nervous anticipation for the dreamers in the registration que. "Maybe this is my year to turn pro..."
Nice! Pink Floyd warm-ups. Incidentally, I ended up in the break with this dude. He was extremely strong. Of course he's only 20 years old... He's probably never even listened to Dark Side of the Moon.
Retired? Jim gets some pointers from the legend.
After the battle. Mmmm... aero carbon tubulars...
Jim refuels with Thin Mints. By the way, he is a Girl Scout and sold over 200 boxes this year. Good job Jim!
The other John looks too tired to do the post-race podcast.
Our rides are pimped.
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