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Marcotte pedals real good at Marty RR.

At the start, two people pedaled real hard. Later, we pedaled real hard and caught those two. Then seven people pedaled real hard on the hill. Eric and Pat were in the group of hard pedalers. At the end, Eric pedaled the hardest and Pat pedaled the 5th hardest. I was real tired after pedaling hard, we had Dairy Queen and I was happy.

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MarkS said…
could be the best blog post I've ever read,but being fat maybe you really pedaled the hardest!!!!
Anonymous said…
Relegated, huh?
Jake said…
Seriously, the funniest and most truthful race recap I have read yet.

I didn't pedal hard enough yesterday.

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