you guys disappoint me.
Its like the son who challenges dad when he is 16 or 17 because he feels the growing muscles, then dad reminds him who is boss, by one swift clout that knocks him out.

These little whipper-snappers have the fresh breath of youth, but remind them of the old school hard knox.
All those years of cycling only to be beaten by youngsters? you might as well apply for your grave-yard plot. tut-tut