What I failed to capture in this write up with the buzz around the race about jeb’s efforts. There was a rumor that he was eight, to which Jeb kindly correct a few folks, “I’m twelve”. Folks were saying he could fly because he was so light. And at the award ceremony, where they did our class last, Phil, who is an awesome guy, gave Jeb some major props, pointing out that his first lap was a sub hour, with the ½ mile run tacked on.

As we collected our booty, (it’s another word for pirate’s treasure) I looked over at LWeb who beamed with pride as Jeb got a big old salute from the crowd. Someone even yelled out sandbagger which some days is the biggest compliment you can get. I was pretty sure Jeb would do well, and ride consistent laps. I never imagined he would throw down like he did. Truly impressive.