Casey Fields, 5th October 2013
Small numbers meant there’d be no where to hide, the Casey Gale meant the bunches would be shredded like MP’s travel records, the diminishing numbers making it tougher the longer the proceedings went.
It was a day for high-density riders, folks who could hold a line in the strong cross winds, winds that saw a few making off-road sojourns, fortunately with no worse a consequence than the hardware needing a wash.
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