To drop out is to die
"Everyday I crash and I hope its the end". This sentence probably sums up the action of this book better than any other. But this is much more than a book about the 1928 Tour de France. This is epic literature with all the usual themes present; suffering, redemption, the horrors of war, the camaraderie of men, love and loss. There are also descriptions of the torments of stage racing of such hallucinatory intensity you'll never question why cyclists dope again. Rather you'll question what kind of masochist would choose not to dope. David Coventry has written not just the great Kiwi sporting novel but quite possibly the best novel about cycling ever. To him I can only say "Chapeau!"