*Applaus* *Applaus*
Und unter tobendem Beifall der Menge verlässt, Havoc die Bühne der Arbeit.
“When I ride my bike I feel free and happy and strong. I’m liberated from the usual nonsense of day to day life. Solid, dependable, silent, my bike is my horse, my fighter jet, my island, my friend. Together we will conquer that hill and thereafter the world”