The Aftermath

It has been a while.

After 12 days in the front seat of a Dodge Caravan, The Wattmeister’s quads have atrophied, his hamstrings are taut as piano wire and his glutes refuse to cooperate with muscles and tendons both North and South of the waist.

The youngsters of MHP must be rubbing their fast twitch loins in glee at the prospect of dishing out some punishment to the ageing, but ever handsome rouleur on his return from the USA.

A word of warning to Slayer, Lion King, Iron Mike, Wolf and all the other wannabes…..there is only one Wattmeister, and three weeks of eating Dunkin’ Donuts will only make him more difficult to pass…in fact a bypass might be required.

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