I'd like to apologize to the rider I blew past last Saturday without so much as a "how do 'ya do".

This was a traditional sprint point on our group ride. I had been given a nice lead-out and began my sprint to the top of the rise (Sand Hill Rd. past I-280, heading toward Palo Alto, for the Bay Area folks). I thought I had everyone beat when Dirk started passing me. I had to hold my line and Dirk was on my left when I passed within inches of some guy on my right just minding his own business. Probably freaked him out pretty good. Depending on where the sprint line was, I either won or came in 2nd.