Of all the bizarre events to come to Wellington in recent times, none quite prepared me for the sight of 600 unicyclists pedalling furiously for the loo.
At least that’s what it looked like at the World Unicycle Championships on the Wellington waterfront last year.
A unicycle has no handlebars, see. So the rider in a hurry must hold on for dear life to the front of his or her seat.
Which has the effect of making the race look like the world championship of speed crotch-grabbing.
(Description above by John Ansell on Word Press)
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