I think the less said about the singing the better, it was probably VERY crap.
If you both made it to racing on time without throwing up you were doing very well.
I felt as rough as a dead badger all the way up to Upper Wharfedale, only to be confronted with a 1 in 4 climb up the side of a big hill, I tell thee, I nearly died, no really!!!
That's the last time I am drinking Red Bull/Vodka, thats it, no way back, the END. I could still taste it this morning! BLURGHHHHHHHH
I AM TOO OLD.