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It's Tour Down Under time in Adelaide again. I know I wrote last year about the amazing numbers of cyclists you see on the road during this week of the year that you never ever see at any other time. That hasn't changed this year. My company is involved in the whole thing and this meant that I was able to drive one of the cars in the cavalcade. I did it a couple of years ago. Last year I had too much work to do. The coolest thing is the Police escort. You get to cruise out of Victoria Square, turn left from the far right lane, run any red lights you come across and basically own the road. But it's one of those things like scuba diving, or flying in a plane. After a while, a feeling creeps up on you and you think 'Hang on... There's something about this that just isn't right. There are people lining the streets, looking at me, clapping, cheering and waving flags. None of them actually know me, yet they're clapping, cheering, waving flags and getting all excited just because I'm driving a shiny new car with an oversized, papier-maché cyclist bolted to the roof rack'. And then you think 'Hang on... I'm driving a shiny new car with an oversized, papier-maché cyclist bolted to the roof rack... how gay is that?' It's all very very stupid indeed.