We only know that his name is Ron and that he is the D&D chapter president in Richmond, Va.

With Curtis hanging out of the Missing Saddle team car, we gave Ron a bit of a scare as he was setting off to the summit of Brass Town Bald in the rain. We took the opportunity to ask the crazy son of a bitch a couple of questions.

Ron was prepared for about anything, even Armageddon. His beard was full, sun glasses on, bleached teeth grinning, and a back pack loaded with gear (walking shoes included). This guy was in for more adventure than anyone in the actual race, and with his D&D experience, we can only guess what roll he was playing on that rainy day. I’m guessing a Ranger, 12th level, with +48 damage long sword.

The amazing thing about talking with Ron was how aggressive he was. He grabbed our car and looked into the open window but had to look over his Oakley Factory Pilots to speak to us. He then pushed the eye shields back over his nose bridge to continue.

I write this in past tense because I don’t even know if Ron survived. By looking at him one gets the impression that Ron has some kind of extra knowledge of the after life, or black helicopters — Ron had the crazy eyes that day. Did Ron make it to the top of Brass Town? Did Ron survive?

Watch the video: Cycling Fan In Action

It should be common knowledge that when pissed off motorists get held up from race traffic, and a course marshal that has no experienced with cycling can’t explain what goes on, well, everyone will continue to hate bicycling.

This guy was in the rain at a busy intersection having to explain to people what was going on. The marshal had his game face on and his shades down. He did not give a fuck and he let us know it too. He did have some problems articulating his feelings because of the rocks in his mouth.

Ed. Note : Jezaz, I didn’t think it was possible for people to drawl like that!

This traffic guard told Missing Saddle that he had a motorcycle with tons of power, and also tried to prove something to that effect by relating it’s current mileage to something.

We’re not sure how it all tied in, but it seemed pretty clear to him. Skiles thought maybe the guy figured he’d get to scoop up babes when he volunteered. But then it rained all day. Our suspicions were confirmed when he got all red in the face after Skiles shouted, well, you can hear it all here:
Watch the video: Race Marshal in Action