Wow thats a complicated bit of research.
Maybe we stick to the DOCPILE
Maybe we stick to the DOCPILE

haha.
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Rider Team Leadership Board 1. Floyd Landis Rah Ashed. 2. Lance Armstrong LordShiva cowed 3. Joop Zoetemelk Tuberski -20.00 4. Eddy Merckx Rasputin Rainbow- 4.00 5. Miguel Indurain Adagio Yellow 6. Greg LeMond Ben Kanobi minged 7. Bernard Hinault Jonny -18.00 8. Louison Bobet will9 - 8hrs 1.00 9. Eugene Christophe Duke O’York minged 10.Francisco Cepeda Sparrowhawk Green -14.00 11. Joane Somarriba Leirosa -19.00 12. Jacques Anquetil Spaced Cowboy Polka Dot -16.00 13. Bjarne Riis Nikolai White -30.00 14.Silvère Maes whoha -17.00 Last edited by Hercules; March 3, 2007, 17:51.On the ISDG 2012 team at the heart of CiviLIZation
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Stage 3 CTP2 – A Lot Happening.
Convinced they had got the killer, the Tour Director (after consultation with the riders) decided the race should continue. Since they had been kept in waiting for so long, the riders were offered a ‘natural break’ moment. It is considered unsporting to attack a leading rider delayed by a mechanical breakdown or other misfortune, one who is eating in the feed zone or one who is enjoying un besoin naturel (roughly translated to "a natural need". So there was a rush and queue to the gents and a leisurely stroll by some to the ladies. Joane Somarriba took her time, but she heard a considerable symphony of modern atonic sounds: she thought she heard, in passing, Bela Bartok and Roger Sessions early wind concertos and symphony movements. Elsewhere, Louison Bobet, thought, where there’s a will there’s a way and nipped into the ladies to avoid the queue. Ahhhhhh. ‘Cava lon’
This is a most peculiar stage of the race, unlike the other Civ stages. First the riders have to construct the roads themselves through dedicating 60% of Public Works to this end and around 80% of Public Works for the roads through the mountains. So this part of the race plan has to be submitted, by the riders, in advance.
The key mountain stage is the famous L'Alpe d'Hueij. In total, the distance, including the mountain section, is 156.6 km and should take around 4hr 30 minutes.
A further rule imposed in this stage is that the Peloton must ride 6 a breast with a max 2 outriders.
The riders submitted part 2 of their plans and off they went.
Joop Zoetemelk felt the ‘King of the Mountains’ jersey, should have been his and was obviously annoyed at Jacques Anquetil getting the polka dot jersey, through a pure fluke technical decision (from the earlier stage). So off he went at a furious pace. He hadn’t got to use his wild card, but what the hell.
Miguel Indurain, felt comfortable, this was his sort of challenge. He was here to ask the questions! So he did.
‘Hey Jacques, how did zou get zat jersey? he bantered.
Jacques Anquetil was in an awful mood; again he missed his daily ration of drinking and poker. Ok less the poker. It upset his race preparation. During the previous day’s break he had a royal flush.
‘I got it for a fiver’ Jacques replied.
In this tough stage, Eddy was eating up the field: what a rider, even though he was trailing Miguel for the Yellow jersey. Time left yet.
Francisco Cepeda, guess what, was keeping his head down. Trailing by 14 minutes, nobody was paying him much attention. Yet he still held on to the Green Jersey.
Bjarne Riis, meanwhile, feeling confident, was singing Dido, as he huffed and puffed up L'Alpe d'Hueij
‘There will be no, puff, white flag, huff, above my, puff, door’ he sang.
In contrast to the earlier stages, Joane Somarriba and her team decided to slipstream the boys for a change and not being familiar with the CTP2 territory slipstreamed Bernard Hinault. So for the 9.7 km climb, she and the girls had Bernard and the rump of his team in their sights. They were mesmerised. Quel L’Hommes. They lost precious minutes but didn’t seem to care.
Silvère Maes was struggling at this stage and blast if he didn’t have another puncture.
At this stage Louison Bobet was Nowhere to be seen. In fact he was in the ass whole of Nowhere. No mans land.
Slowly reaching the top of L'Alpe d'Hueij, Joop struggled to keep the pedals turning. Catching him was Eddy and Bernard and Joane. They were all amazed at the characters they could see lining the road cheering: Slavers; lawyers, Solver, clerics, spies.
‘Who are those guys’ asked Joop, ‘Sod’em, Don’t look back’ shouted Joane, as she stared ahead.
But too late Joop did look back Instantly he and his bike were turned into a monument of salt.
The Tour Director, immediately halted the race and noted timings and placings. How had this awful ‘accident’ happened.
Once again the shocked riders were asked to sort this out among themselves.Last edited by Hercules; February 26, 2007, 22:29.On the ISDG 2012 team at the heart of CiviLIZation
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I cant believe i cant see one clue in all that. Herc you have defended the mafia well.
Obviously it is al lin the research and knowing the race and stuff, but i get lost in all the foreign words and therefore, being basdically lazy need obvious clues.
Heaven help us if we were using the proposed anti docpile rules.
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