Fantastic evening! Lovely sun, no wind, and no incidents that I saw. The bike's working really well, blimey, I seem to have nothing at all to whinge about!
Look at that sea, it's like a mill pond!
You don't half meet some dodgy old chatacters round the MGP paddock. Cargo on his way to a right good scrootin'.
The mountain, with the last few classics thundering up it.