It's always a bugger so long afterwards to remember what the hell happened.
We came in to Motala and our time was 12:25. The lasses in the group fought bravely to keep the speed up.
Oddly enough there was always one of them that was strong while the others faded. It was so well-timed you could have thought that they planned it.
It was great to see everyone come in with a smile on their face ... now I'm pondering, it has to be 22 of course, but what should I aim for? Perhaps a SUB 9 is do-able after all?
hmmm
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