Jon's been talking some smack to the freshman lately, complaining that they're crashing too much. To me, the stuff we've been seeing (with the possible exception of Alan doing the taco to my front wheel on the mountain bike) doesn't really qualify as crashing. What we've been seeing is more like taking a leisurely lay-down on the asphalt.
So, since Jon seems to have forgotten what a crash is, I thought I'd post this, from the recent Tour of Tasmania, as an example:
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