Last night was fun, a return to the original COR (you'll remember that, Tors, it's the one where you reached the top of that downhill bit and said "You want me to ride down THAT?")
The new, baked soot bike behaved itself, Dave(notp) got a puncture (another snakebite) and we managed a moving average, even including the COR, of ~14mph.
I didn't get any pics, but Deano and Dale did, so hopefully they will be along in a minute to show us a few. Providing they got to their respective homes, that is, we (as in Dave(notp) and I) left them in the pub...
Oh and I discovered I don't have enough space on the back for a Super C saddle bag, it kept scraping on the tyre, making me think there were pheasants around...