It's 6:30 Saturday morning and Mummy and Bruce are all ready to go while Daddy and Gabrielle are still in their PJs.
Two hours later; Daddy and daughter are locked and loaded.
Go Mummy! Hey, who's that sucking wind at the back?
Perth. Out of the sweaty car-seat and into a sweaty lap. Great.
Mmmm, salty lunch.
Yesterday it was Mummy sweating all over me, and today it's Daddy. I wanna go home!
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Gabrielle's t-shirt that day said "My Mommy is Hot". We didn't know our clothing choice for her would turn out to be a prediction of the day's events - I conked out from the heat at Westport, just 40k from the finish at Kingston...
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