The Devil Wears Dickies

This is Bennett. He's a really nice guy, but he's also a demon from hell. He'll regularly do 80 mile days in around five hours. I like to call him Big Ring Bennett, because he's never shifted out of his largest chainring in the 1000-odd miles we've done so far; he just stands up and stomps. He's riding a Pinarello with Campy components, but he's used to winning alleycats on a fix in SF.

This is what I see for hours on days I want to go fast.

If you want to go fast, get behind him and try to hold on. I've tried to get in front of him and pull to make it fair in terms of drafting, but he just jumps back out in front. "I like to be able to see the road," he'll say.

Oh yeah, and he smokes us all in sneakers.