Today it's the time trials.
The riders ride down the chute, one by one.
Who shall we follow?
There is no one to talk to, so we'll just have to guess what they're thinking.
No. Let's not bother. We know what they're thinking.
Terence is at the start, watching with Katherine.
How did your team go yesterday, dear? asks Katherine.
I lost them, says Terence.
What bad luck, says Katherine. Why didn't you say?
I found them, says Terence.
Where had they been? asks Katherine, waving at David.
David waves back.
He looks peaky, thinks Katherine. And he's lost weight. That's a good thing.
In the sunflowers, says Terence. And guess what?
What? asks Katherine, giving a thumbs up to N F S Grundtvig, who is going down next.
They lost their bicycle, says Terence.
Lost it? says Katherine.
No, says Terence. They didn't lose it.
You just said they did, says Katherine.
There goes Sweezus. He looks like a man who knows something.
They know where it is, says Terence.
I see, says Katherine. Where is it?
Under Baby Pierre, says Terence. He got it back.
In the sunflower field? asks Katherine. Was it a friendly exchange?
No, says Terence. My team got bruises.
That's what you get when you fight with a pebble, thinks Katherine.
Baby Pierre shoots down the chute, unannounced.
He is on his spare bicyle.
His water bottle is missing.
Ha ha, laughs Terence. My team kept the water bottle,
This sounds like cheating.
Let's go away.
Sweezus does know something.
Two things in fact.
One: He has no chance of winning.
Two: Wout van Aert will win the time trial today.
How does he know this? He heard N F S singing.
O lord! How great thou Aert!
Another misunderstanding.
Nonetheless, van Aert does come first.
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