Deliverance

 Louis : So let me get this straight, Even though you have been training like Neo-Pro since you clicked the submit button on Bike Reg. Your telling me you would rather race and finish in the Top 10 at Barry Roubaix, in the 36 mile event? Than die a thousand deaths in the scrum of the void with the most bad ass gravel racers, in the Midwest, 

maybe even this country?

Ed:  yeah, that's what im telling ya!  why be just another random corpse coming back into town, in a Barry Body bag..?

Drew: So what? Ed.. your saying is you gotten a little soft in the white underbelly?  and that sales person Ego, has gotten the best of you? And All you want to get out of the Barry Roubaix is a podium picture, and some sub par grip maybe a water bottle or a Beer opener on the return of what you feel is an inflated entry fees?

Bobby: Ed have you scene the looks of some those 36 milers? Those are some squirrely looking boys out there.

Louis: You can’t judge a gravel racer by the way they look chubby...... they can ride.

Ed: You make a standing on the 36 mile podium and the energy to complete my household duty’s later that Sunday afternoon sound rather shitty Louis? 

Drew: I never could understand how anyone can sand bag a race.

Louis: some people never can Drew, I’ve scene darn Cat 1 level racers darn good that can put out 365 Watts at threshold and crack off a max sprint well into the four digits pull up to the line filled 40 or soo other equals or greater and lay an egg bigger than a Canadian goose.

Ed: well I don’t know about any of you all but Sand Bagging has done alright by me, and the beer taste pretty sweet holding up one those one off trophy's.