The bicycle race from Paris to Brest and back (750 miles) has proved quite as exciting as a motor-car competition, though none of the riders succeeded in killing anybody. The favourite, Lesna, went off at a tate that suggested a two: mile sprint and reached Brest in nearly twenty hours less than the time taken by Terront, who won the race when it was ast run ten years ago. Terront, howeve+ lasted through the return journey, which Lesna did not. His speed gradually slackened, and at Rennes he was compelled to stop and take a warm: bath. He went on again but was passed by Garin and soon afterwards collapsed entirely, his ing swollen and covered' with sores caused by the sun beating on his bare calves. Garin went steadily on and won with two hours to spare. "His net time was 52 hours 11 minutes, and he was n ing practically without. intermission for two days and nights. He scarcely ever got off his machine except to sign the register at the various controlling stations. Once he sat down to eat a mutton chop, but the rest of his meals consisted of raw cags beaten up in milk, grapes, a very tle port, and sugared Vichy water. These refreshments were supplied to him as he rode from the motorcar which followed him throughout, conveying his trainer, pacemaker, spare machines, and so on. He constantly preceded by ~acemakets on ceivable way, sa_that his performance is hardly more remarkable than that of an amateur competitor Roziére, who completed the journey in 62 hours 27 minutes d without any paid assistance. Terront's
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