A tale from the 2007 PBP, courtesy of YACF, who's long winded ramblings on the subject are the source of much tedium, occaisional entertainment and a useful amount of knowledge.
Mr Larrington was doing quite well on PBP, but had managed less sleep and more caffeine pills than is strictly advisable. He left the Mortagne-au-Perche control, headed for Paris, but shortly thereafter became convinced that his recumbent cycle was trying to kill him, so he threw it inna hedge and walked back to town, passing out upon arrival.
When the medics brought him round and asked who he was, he declared himself Mayor of Mortagne-au-Perche and promptly keeled over again, waking up 24 hours later in a hospital room, attached to a machine that went ping.
They kept him in for a week because the they said that the huge doses of caffeine that he'd been taking had done funny things to his heart. Thankfully, his mind remained utterly unaffected...
BTW, I have come across Mr. Larrington and it is difficult to determine what would affect his mind.
A tale from the 2007 PBP, courtesy of YACF, who's long winded ramblings on the subject are the source of much tedium, occaisional entertainment and a useful amount of knowledge.
BTW, I have come across Mr. Larrington and it is difficult to determine what would affect his mind.