am 6. Juni 2014
In the end it is indeed a very good book and leaves one with the burning wish to relive those cycling years again. The times before radios in the race killed the race, before riders targeted ONE race in the whole season and got famous (still so embarrasing) and all lay on the road-the good, the bad, the ugly and the beauty. And it is convincing in respect to Robert Millar, the human being and the rider. Where it becomes unconvincing is when the author and his motives to make contact with Millar come into the mix. Sure nuff, if someone would write me those e-mails, I would roll my eyes and say, don't bother me anymore. But by all means, it doesn't take the pure pleasure away this book brings, when it is about cycling. So, in the end, it is a very good book.