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Overslept
Gytsjerk, 21-02-85. Early in the morning, I suddenly sat up straight in bed. Startled awake. What time was it? I came to my senses. Overslept!! Oh no, the Elfstedentocht. Out of bed and quickly put on my skating clothes. A quick bowl of Brinta, the bike out of the garage, and off to Leeuwarden. Just in time to start in group 2 instead of group 1. I earned the cross thanks to the atmosphere along the way and that bowl of Brinta from early in the morning.