Bob, we aren't even halfway there yet. Robin reaches in her pack to pull out the whip.
Damiano lays out the spread at the Pass. Cold ham quiche in the snow, yum. Here is where powdered asparagus soup never tasted so good.
It's a religious experience once you've pedaled to the top
Mary's view, shivering uncontrollably inside the van.
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