Still a bit sore from my crash in France. I originally thought it was an accident, but I’ve changed my mind. See, the thing is that the paint on the road said ‘go right’, the gravel on the road said ‘go right’, there was a large sign on the road to the left that showed it was a ‘no through road’, but Dave still turned left. Attempted murder I now call it. He knew that it was gonna be a hard week where we’d ride and ride until one of us cracked, so he decided to take me out!