Lance Armstrong. What a guy.
A real-life Ace Rimmer of a man, given a five per cent chance of surviving testicular cancer, he came back to become the world's greatest living sportsman and charity fundraiser.
And let's not forget the fact that he writes a decent book, runs marathons, rides bikes up mountains really quickly, gets to do squirmy business with some of the most beautiful women on the planet and if you smoke him a kipper, he'll be home for breakfast.
What a guy.
Then, cutting-edge new-media time-waster Twitter reveals this tragic train of events reporting a coming together of car and cyclist in central Reading the other night:
lancearmstrong: Done training on tt bike.About to start a photo shoot with Platon. Love his workWhoops.
about 15 hours ago from Twitterberry
duckorange: To the arsecake who I nearly ran over tonight: Do not cycle and text at the same time. You will die. TO DEATH
about 15 hours ago from web
Twitter: It's not just for finding out what Stephen Fry had for breakfast. It's for killing celebrity micro-bloggers TO DEATH.
Sorry Lance. If I'd had known, I would have swerved. Really.
What a guy.
Thanks to jimbog1 for the spot