People to avoid at the Bike Show – Part 2
No 2 on the World‘s Most Unwanted Men list is the marginally bearded Dodd Finlayson. Another who started riding at birth. Born on a bridleway, cradled in a pannier, raised on a grease nipple, Finton was peeing chain cleaner by the time he was six.
Not only has he ridden bikes far too fast, far too often and far too far, he is completely fixated on the technical details of each machine. And he has a total recall of the most miniscule and mind-founderingly boring minutiae of catalogue hell. You get some grasp on the true destructive potential of this man when you know he was part of the reason that the great Mike (it was in the June 1996 issue, small picture at the bottom of page 41) Davis was persuaded to become a cyber hermit, safe in the knowledge that his ghastly legacy was in safe talons.
Get involved with this man and you will discover the true nadir of mountain biking. For Fintowski can remember tens of thousand of Shimano parts numbers and may very well sap your will to live by reciting them.
Get caught by him and Doddsley Finlayson-ffinch (op cit, if you can op cit on a web page) and your days are numbed.
Very much stet the numbed if you please).