You’d better have him by your side—except on a narrow bike path.
His shoulder width alone can clear half the road, and his broad, powerful calves don’t do much to soften the impression. Add a large tattoo that wraps across his arm like a warning label, and you quickly understand why cars hesitate to pass and why strangers don’t ask him for directions.
When he lets go of absolute power, the entire bike feels it.
You can practically hear the frame praying.
Every pedal stroke stretches his already tight cycling kit to its limits, turning simple acceleration into a whole visual event. He doesn’t just ride—he charges, and the group feels the energy shift the moment he moves forward.
If he manages to stay in the mix during the final kilometers, the dynamic changes instantly. No one questions the pace. No one dares to argue about who should pull next. Even the most confident riders suddenly find excellent reasons to keep quiet. Because when he’s still there at full speed, he becomes the unofficial boss of the finale.
He’s not the best trained—not by a long shot. He’ll be the first to drop on long climbs, and hard intervals are not his natural habitat. But training level doesn’t matter.
Respect does.
And he has more of it than anyone else in the group.
Despite the intimidating exterior, he’s the guy you want close when the wind is strong, the group is tired, or a tricky moment on the road requires a bit of authority. With him beside you, you feel protected. With him behind you, you pedal just a little harder. With him in the group, every ride has a backbone.
He may not ride like a pro, but he carries himself like one—
and that’s why the whole group rides just a bit differently when he’s there.
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