The Club's Results
Lent Bumps 2013
The famous Cambridge University Bumps on the River Cam
Tue 26th February - Sat 2nd March
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A blade stuck in the water disrupted our start slightly but we recovered immediately, pushing out our previously massive rhythm change to an unprecedented but clean 38. We quickly lengthened out again, taking a reasonable line around First Post while moving up on Emma. Our first whistle from Iain came along the Gut and took us all by surprise, especially as Emma were taking a predictable push out of First Post. We closed in steadily around Grassy and committed to our big Plough Reach burn out of the corner.
Almost too soon we heard two whistles, brought in our back swing and suddenly we had three feet of overlap coming towards the pub. We launched into our bumps push but things began to fall apart and Emma were able to pull away. Ditton was incredibly difficult and we gave them half a length of clear water as we blew up. Pure psychology kept Emma going down the Reach, but the girls were able to recover enough to take our well-rehearsed wind to the line, finishing at about station.
A hard race today but we have proven that we are faster than Emma. Day two tomorrow. Bring it!
Thursday was a terrible day for me. I dreamt about a murderer chasing me through a graveyard shooting at me, woke up at 6.30 and couldn't get back to sleep, had to evacuate from Hall partway through breakfast, re-did a lot of my work in the lab, and flicked the (very greasy) chain off my bike on my way to the boathouse. After all this, I knew we were going to bump today. It was the only reasonable outcome.
Marshalling was interesting, with Emma and Downing pre-emptively pushing off around the corner and creating a pretty weave of W1 and M2 blades across the river at Chesterton. I was promised 26 mph gusts, but they didn't appear. Our practice starts were sharp, and we sat on Jesus' stern for the purposes of psychological warfare, while Emma lagged far behind. A brief sojourn into a tree/reeds while spinning at our station made me even more positive that after all this chaos, a bump was surely in our future. I've never been in a FaT crew that reacted well to everything going well.
The start was so much better than yesterday, sharp and crisp. The wind felt solid, and though I was meant to be on Jesus-watch I resolved to really lock into Eva's rhythm for the first 30 seconds of the race. The rhythm change at the lengthen was massive, we strode to a beautiful 34 and began 'our race' in earnest.
Going down first post reach, Jesus began to gain. When they reached what I thought was half a length at the end of first post reach, I started looking at their bank party, confused that they weren't getting any whistles. I mistook a camera for an airhorn, and then had to readjust my expectations when listening for their whistles. I was relying on 10 years of piano lessons for an ability to tell the tone of their whistle from that of Iain's. Turns out they must have bought them at the same place, as there was no discernable difference. Badger. Jesus gained strongly around first post corner and I screamed 'YINING! JESUS!' as we had agreed. When she made the call I had the distinct impression that we were sat in a business meeting, discussing future strategies, rather than at a critical point in a hell-for-leather race with hoards of screaming cyclists. The cool, collected call was 'Ok. Lift.' Perfect delivery, perfect execution. I didn't feel any change in rhythm, there were no personal pushes, just a resolve to squeeze on the legs and move the boat faster. The boat complied and we pushed Jesus away, earning us our first whistle on Emma coming out of the Gut.
At Grassy, we were well and truly in a sandwich. Stern 3, who could see behind us, were using the closing Jesus bows as motivation to push away, and bow 4 and Yining used our approach of Emma's stern to drive us on. We took Grassy well, as we usually do, took some distance back from Jesus here, and got 2 whistles on Emma. Coming out of the corner, before we got back up to speed, Jesus gained again, coming to about a metre off our stern. At this point I heard an impassioned shout from Daisy behind me, but I was no longer worried about them. We had this in hand. They were sticking in the wash generated by stern 4's massive puddles, and we had just got 3 whistles from Iain. They then drifted out to take a wide line, and seemed to zig zag across the course, making it very hard for me to judge distances, so I gave up. Our plough reach burn called for big legs, and by this point the boat was flying. Outside the Plough we heard our overlap whistle and continued grinding them down with a strong rhythm and cleanly technical rowing. Someone screamed '2 feet!' and I'm told by practically everyone that we then bumped Emma (kissed their stern was the lovely phrase someone used) and that the umpire was trying to call it, but neither crew was willing to stop at such uncertain calls. Emma must have called a push after this 'near miss' as we fell back slightly. Coming up to Ditton we knuckled down and prepared to fix our mistakes from yesterday. Iain gave us 3 whistles again, swiftly followed by overlap as we took the corner, and once we were straight Yining (and everyone on the bank) was screaming for us to hold it up. Jesus had fallen back to about 2 metres off our stern at this point and kept moving back. With not much going on behind our little 3 boat race, they decided not to attempt the carnage and tucked in for a technical row over.
This was a very personal race for me, a bump a year and a day in the making. We came so close to them last year and were denied. We came so close yesterday when panicking cost us the bump. Today we were calm and strong, we rowed our race, coolly dealt with pressure from Jesus, and delivered the performance we had been preparing all term. Thank you to everyone who helped us get to this moment. It was very sweet. I'm so proud of the girls for keeping their heads, for following the plan, and for pressing the water away every stroke, every outing.
Now we get to bring the game to Downing. This is what we've been waiting for.
As W1 rounded Grassy, there was just half a length separating them from both Emma (infront) and Jesus (behind). I couldn't bare the tension and so spontaneously broke into a run chasing the crews down Plough Reach. The gap between all crews tightened but as Ditton approached the girls finally got overlap on Emma with Jesus still a third of a length off their stern. The rest was all pretty confusing. Firstly, Jesus were unsure whether or not a bump was happening between FaT and Emma and after steering wide to avoid FaT, then began steering back in for the bump. The umpire then raised their hand to signal a bump but all three crews continued to race. The crews finally stopped and despite protests from Emma, the umpire's declared that they had witnessed the bump on Emma through Ditton and were awarding Jesus a technical row-over.
Well done girls on a great performance. A very composed race given the circumstances.
FaT Bottomed Girls, you make the rockin' world go round!
Looking forward to tomorrow and Saturday, as I still have some unfinished business with Ditton Corner. Even having bumped Emma today, I'm still hungry for that elusive perfect race...
Edit 19 March 2014: Possibly the day that won the 2014 headship. With hindsight, having Emmanuel chasing W1, due to a successful day in 2013, may have changed the eventual winner. A testament to the effort of going head being more than having a single good year.
With far more control than at any point in yesterday's race, the girls pushed Jesus back down the Gut, took a clean Grassy, and at the start of Plough Reach it was clear we were in a true sandwich; we had another shell within a few feet of both ends of Valkyrie. The FaT girls held it together and came out of it best, moving away from Jesus down the Plough Reach and clipping Emma's stern as we turned in for Ditton.
Unfortunately the contact was gentle enough that although the Peterhouse umpire was calling for both crews to stop rowing, neither crew believed it had happened and (all three crews) raced round Ditton before easying.
I think Jesus, other than the disappointment of failing to bump, appreciated not having to chase the overbump on Downing (!) as they tucked in behind us and held it up.
When the start gun eventually went, we were expecting to be pushed from behind, but Emma and Jesus quickly dropped back to leave us concentrating on the crew ahead.
We stuck with them for some time, but they drew away down the reach to leave us with too much of a gap to close coming into the finish.
Despite arriving out of order, we managed not to hold up the division and put our jitters aside for a clean, powerful start. We moved effectively away from Emma, and by First Post corner I stopped paying attention to them. Fordy also used this point, where we were closest to the bank, to deliver his call of "EMMA. ARE. NOWHERE!" The closest they ever were was 2 lengths off just after the start. We squeezed on through the Gut, took a clean Grassy, and then made a move at the Plough. I'm told we held Downing through the corners and began to move on Plough reach, but their strength and grit meant they soon started to move away.
The rowing felt powerful and controlled as we came to Ditton, our beloved and much discussed corner. We took a push to get back up to racing speed, but by now Downing were cruising away. We were amused by the serpentine lines from Emma and Jesus behind us, and the odd, insistent whistling style from the Jesus bank party.
We ground on, buoyed by enthusiastic calls from the bank party, and at the white house started to prepare for our end-of-the-line wind. At the post before the railway bridge we began our unsustainable minute and I started cranking it. We lifted from our chunky 34 to 36 and started hacking away at Downing's lead. My rowing deteriorated at Morley's Holt, as I clung onto my little remaining technique. We crossed the line at race pace, amid screams from the control desk to hold it up. We hadn't realized that Downing had wound it down before the line, and in general we like to be sure we're across the line when we stop racing. But apparently someone had very strong words with the people at control on our behalf.
The intimidation tactics began anew on the row home as we resolutely belted 'Fat Bottomed Girls' and 'Tomorrow' as we rowed past the boathouses, greeting Downing on the way.
Today was the race we had planned. It was clinical and clean and well executed. Tomorrow will be a blaze of glory, one way or another. Do or die.
Coming into Saturday, everyone had agreed that today was going to be a "death-or-glory" race to the railings. We were going to take the corners technically, build speed on the straights, make it to Ditton in one piece, and then batten down the hatches and hold on for dear life. We'd spent weeks working on our catches, watching "Inches", and learning to move as one crew. Today was our day to push our boundaries and see just how fast we could make the boat move. I can't say it better than Steve Prefontaine and so I'm going to paraphrase him instead (note: it is always appropriate to invoke Pre): The only good race pace is a suicide pace, and today looked like a good day to die.
Spirits were high on the paddle down to the station. We were greeted by a very welcome (and surely illegal) bank party, and settled in to wait. Iain's watch did its thing, the minute gun fired, and we pushed off.
Our start felt quick and clean. Before I knew it, Yining had called to lengthen, and we were rounding first post corner. Sophia and Laura (and Yining, of course!) saw us through Grassy without trouble. I saw the first set of barges, and I knew it was time for the (already all-too-familiar) Plough Reach burn.
Ditton. Before bumps, I thought Ditton corner was my friend - the inevitable carnage zone during morning outings that guaranteed a few moments of rest during the middle of whatever piece we were doing. To any strokeside ex-novices at 2 reading this race report: Ditton Corner is not your friend. Ditton comes up just when your body is beginning to put up a serious fight and the lactate is starting to burn. Ditton is a harsh and unforgiving master that requires decent bladework and early catches. Ditton is a place where minds break, and crews get bumped.
Twenty incredibly tense and stressful strokes later, we were straight. Unfortunately, not five (or so) strokes later, so were (was? I'm so confused about whether other crews are singular or plural) Jesus. The race had changed.
We pushed hard off of Jesus as they got their second whistle. The Long Reach had never seemed so long before. I told myself the bump was imminent, and I was ready to commit when Yining called for our unsustainable minute. Things were less than ideal, but we weren't going down without a fight.
The video seems to suggest we did a reasonable job of holding them off until the Railway Bridge. Yining's bridge call finally came, and I knew the race was going to be won or lost by Morley's Holt. An "everything you've got" call came as we steered for the final bend. I looked at the girls in the Jesus boat one last time - the Jesus girls, with their carefully matched scrunchies.
I don't like losing to girls who wear scrunchies.
Morley's Holt. Gurns all round. Pain. Evasive coxing. More pain. Noise from the bank. So much pain. I didn't realize Jesus were going for the kill, but I knew this was it. Yining called for a bumps push. We took a stroke. Yining's hand stayed down. We took another stroke. Yining's hand was still down. Again we took a stroke, and the hand stayed down. I knew we could hold them until the line, and stroke by stroke we did.
Saturday's race was the kind of race that tells you that things you didn't think were possible, are possible. I'm sure no other club on the river thinks we'll hold the headship in a year's time. They could be right. But I believe they're wrong. Saturday's race was the spark we needed to get us back where we belong.
Having sat a little inside station early in the course, Jesus moved up strongly on the reach, and coming under the railway bridge they had overlap (but were on the wrong side of the river). Coming through Morley's Holt, there was a terrifying stroke when I thought the bump had to happen; Jesus gently steered across, our stern sank as we approached the catch, and Jesus's bow floated over our stern with at least an inch of clearance. After that W1 squeezed it out to a comfortable few feet and crossed the line before taking avoiding action yet again from Downing, who had stopped 3/4 of a length beyond the line.
One step further, ladies - 3rd to 1st we're bound, Downing will go down!
For the first time in my life, bumps was running early, so Yining, Fordy and eventually Iain had a long chat with our very experienced umpire. With the adrenaline pumping we squared, buried and prepared for the race of our lives.
The start was clean and racy. Yining told us afterwards that we strode to 37, but it felt like 32 to me. Eva's rhythm gives us an amazing number of pips. We were solid round First Post corner and lifted in the Gut to get back up to speed. Undeterred by the huge Jesus bank party at Grassy, which effectively drowned out everything else, we took a clean corner and headed onto Plough Reach for our epic burn. 2 strokes for catches and we started lifting. The boat was flying, but we were sticking on Downing. We kept it strong and in control, but we were all at our red lines.
Coming into Ditton we took a tight line and kept the catches and tap downs in control, smoothly coming onto the reach preparing to cross that line and destroy ourselves. Jesus got one whistle here, which I called as bullshit, and we began our unsustainable minute to try to make an impression on Downing. It was not to be. They cruised away from us once they had a straight course. However, our warrior's spirit didn't go to waste, as Jesus was preparing to bring a new battle upon us.
Clearly rowing a long race, Jesus began to take advantage of the face that we were completely spent. They started inching up on the reach, and the whistles began. At the kink, they got to 1/4 length and I screamed 'YINING!' and prayed for as effective a move as 2 days ago. The girls delivered. With cool, collected calls from Yining, who was revising the race plan as we went along, we pulled away slightly. Jesus responded. We oscillated for a few strokes, and then they began moving up on us aggressively. I screamed for a lift and we started cranking it. They were staying close to the bank, giving them overlap without contact and Yining steered for the corner early to avoid them. When we reached the post, we began yet another unsustainable minute and wind to the line.
My eyes were fixed on the Jesus bow as we came under the railway bridge. Yining was calling move after move but Jesus were taking inches every stroke. Just at the first barges their bows were riding next to our stern and I saw them skip over ours. We pulled away and thought they were finished, having steered for the bump and missed, but they stuck with us.
As if bound together, we ploughed our way round Morley's Holt, Iain calling for Yining to stay straight, Yining steering to avoid Jesus. Every stroke we held them and held them, working our spent legs to their limits.
We crossed the line with no contact. Never before have I rowed away from something like that. This race was won by two things. The guts and grit of the girls and Yining's cool execution and steering.
This bumps has given me two of my most epic races. I never would have believed that I would be here, this time last year, but I am so grateful that I am. It has been a privilege to row with you girls. I need to thank Fordy for, consciously or not, bringing me back to the club and making me realize that I'm not done with the Cam.
We have the potential to do something special in Mays. This crew has shown that we can commit to a race and follow it through to the bitter end. Do the same with the 2013 campaign. Stick with us, and we'll row to glory. I'll be there.
1. W1 after finally bum...
2. W1 after finally bum...
Coming out of Grassy all hell broke loose: a lot of noise coming from the bank, waves breaking over Sam's saxboard in front of me and a pretty unsettled few strokes.
We missed the bump by a painfully small margin, and had a bad row down Plough reach. Coming into Ditton we didn't have enough left in the tank for another push and so began to fade.
Even though Jesus were no where to be found (already 5 lengths behind by the Plough judging from the video), we were happy to finish the race early with a technical row over. When Queens did eventually bump Maggie, they failed to clear quickly enough, forcing us to stop rowing.
With a few tweaks to our strategy we should be ready for a good race tomorrow and a rematch with Queens on Friday.
The crew gained overlap through the second half of the corner, with Queens' having to hand-brake turn to correct a wide line, and we should have killed it here. Unfortunately, some confusion, and more wash, meant the bump was missed, and Queens' pushed back out to half a length. We stayed in touch with Queens', but didn't come as close again. They bumped out halfway down the Reach, and we were caught on the wrong (right?) side of the carnage and were forced to hold it up. With Jesus floundering in our wake, it was deemed acceptable to award a technical row-over.
Kudos to Queens' for escaping today. A more clinical row is needed tomorrow to set up the rematch.
Quicker than Queens' off the start.
3 boat sandwich fairly imminent.
Overlap in the Gut/Grassy.
Queens' go so wide they need hand-assisted steering.
(Iain questions umpire over potential technical bump in Grassy.)
Horrendous wash down Plough Reach makes effective rowing pretty impossible.
Looks like 2's blade will have stern contact.
Queens' do some pushes down Plough Reach, keep just off us.
Queens' escape wide around Ditton, slowly moving away.
The wash has done it's damage, we fall back.
Queens' bump LMBC, we steer to avoid.
Queens' clear in the direction we have steered, we hold it up.
We start rowing again but the Chief Umpire fears we will kill LMBC so stops us and awards a technical row over.
However, one does not simply escape winter on the Cam. We cruised through the Gut with more composure than yesterday, and got our first whistle a few strokes out of Grassy. We bumped coming into Ditton.
We certainly gave Queens' a good race to Ditton. Coming into the corner, we had a couple of feet of overlap, but I think we steered for the bump, and missed. These things happen. We stuck religiously to our plan, and blew so hard at Ditton that we managed to row more slowly than Jesus, who came as close as 2 feet from our stern before fading.
I remember sitting down at Dinner last year, and essentially saying that down 2 was a fair result. We had worked Queens' hard, and given a good account of ourselves. Since I had committed to going hard off the start, and blowing somewhere around the main, I don't actually know what was said last night about this set of Bumps, but I hope it was this: No, we shouldn't be happy with our results this week, but when we look back to our assessment of last year, we can see that the club is in a much healthier state. We go to race HoRR in a couple of weeks intent on proving that.
With continuing drive to improve, more rage, and regular opportunities to smash stuff, the May VIII should be a fast one.
Bumped LMBC II
After gaining on Maggie slightly off the start we were all put off by the weird horn noise coming from their bank party (my first thought was klaxon...) which apparently meant that Churchill were under threat. We then sat there to Emma's consternation for about 1km before they died, we finally got the whistle and then we moved on them and I hit my blade on their stern. I feel my tightrope walking needs some significant work...
Ending it then would have been the easiest, and most would agree the obvious thing to do. However we figured we needed more practice at rate, so spent the next 3 minutes closing in. Jon at stroke, who was not feeling great, was very thankful for this decision...
However, M2 also gave me plenty of practice at rowing in wash by chilling out once we got to a length off Maggie and sitting there for a few minutes before bumping. Given I was rediscovering that the problem with me rowing bowside is that I almost entirely use my inside arm and thereby was starting to blow up by 40 strokes in, this wasn't entirely appreciated...
In light of my inability to use my left arm, Preeyan kindly swapped with me for the paddle back, and I determined that I definitely prefer strokeside.
Good luck to the crew for the rest of the week; even if the race was rather scrappy, it was a pleasure to briefly (I was subbing for a sub...) row with such a classy crew, and I'm sure with a little composure in the wash you'll have a successful week.
Overall, it was a much nicer row than Tuesday, but we never moved more than half a length up on them, which was a shame. Hopefully they'll be in a sufficiently lacklustre condition they won't manage it again today...
Really good performance, even if we had nothing to show for it
With some good advice from Iain - "Settle into your rhythm", which I translatd as "Stop rowing like twats" - we held them at overlap before pulling away down plough reach after they nearly forgot to take Grassy, then blew up rather spectacularly.
Better start needed today.
Bumped by Homerton
Having dominated the head races earlier in the term, we were optimistic for this set of Bumps, but we never seemed to be able to pull unsustainable sprints when we needed to. Nevertheless, we at least stayed level, and we experienced all aspects of Bumps racing: attacking and defending, steering through carnage, and chasing hard all the way to the line.
Not only can you not get this experience any other way, it also made for my most exciting Bumps ever.
Thanks to Rob, Sam and our other coaches, Joel, Fordy and Blaise for subbing, and of course the crew, without whom there would be nothing at all.
Bumped by Jesus II
Lessons of the day: 1) Our start is good, but the rest of the race needs some work.
2) Jesus should probably work on their holding-it-up skills - there was no need for us to join them in that tree.
Now that first day nerves are out of the way, more calm tomorrow will hopefully result in some more effective rowing and a significantly longer race!
Bumped by Newnham II
When I saw W2 row past us and heard the elated shout "We rowed over!" I felt unbelievably happy! On seeing the photos of the race, I am even more impressed by the tenacity and cool-headedness that you must have shown to row with Pembroke sitting on your stern all the way from Ditton.
I know that not everything went to plan this term, and obviously the overall result for last week is disappointing. But races like Saturday's show that you are a crew with grit and determination, and I am very confident that you have a strong foundation on which to build for Mays.
Wlbcing you this term has been a pleasure. Bring on Mays!
Today you proved you can row, you can push and you can aim high. Well done girls, it's been a pleasure rowing with you and I'm so proud of you all :)
Perhaps the adrenaline at the start meant that we were a bit frantic and were rating a bit higher than normal, however, with this experience behind us we can certainly do some damage on day 2!
We settled into the race fairly quickly, and by the motorway bridge Kings II had bumped Girton II behind us. We'd steadily pulled away from Girton, but it was nice not to have to worry about them - although it might've pushed us to go faster!
We remained a length and a half behind Catz until Grassy, when they started to pull away, and not far up the Reach they bumped Churchill II.
The race didn't feel particularly good, and I feel like we could improve a good deal - which is a good sign, given that the race didn't go particularly disastrously.
It smoothed out and there was a sweet spot in the middle where we got into a good rythm but then Cats (in front of us) bumped.
There wasn't much chance of the over bump so we just carried on!
I think we'll do a lot better today having done a start already and gotten the most adrenaline influenced start out the way.
Bumped Churchill II
Bumped by Churchill II
Despite the disappointment, we had a very good start, and the row down was one of the best we've had yet. We've definitely progressed over the week, and it's a bit of a shame that we haven't really proved our speed yet. The race as a whole felt pretty good - we just weren't quite fast enough.
Bumped by Jesus III
Bumped by St. Catharine's III
Now that the jitters from inevitable first-day nerves is out of the way, a clearer and more structured race plan should prove promising for tomorrow - good luck, boys!
We had Sidney M2 chasing us, and while their boat number was a bit ominous, we knew we had posted a much better time than them in the getting on race. Catz were ahead of us, but we knew that realistically we didn't have much chance of bumping them so our aim was to row over and polish our technique.
Our start was significantly better although both Tobi and I came out of our foot straps at one point. It was our first row over, so despite doing my best to concentrate on rowing, the carnage on the banks around us was quite distracting, in particular one boat which had mounted the bank. We gained a considerable distance on Sidney though unfortunately Catz had bumped meaning so we were able to row over without complete exhaustion.
Surprisingly enough, Igor was not late, while Stan only gave 5 and 6 a light shower of cam water.
M4 now has a rubber duck. Quack.
Due to the rerow, the course was quite a few hundred meters shorter and if it wasn't for this they would have probably bumped today.
You have one more chance to get your first bump boys and barring any more ejectors from Churchill it is well within your capability come Saturday!
Our start was as scrappy as usual but we apparently started to make some distance on them until everyone screamed to hold it up. Half of us thought we had bumped and celebrated, but the rest of us knew better. Apparently there had been not one, but two ejector crabs ahead of us. Two! And I still haven't seen one! Sidney had better eject tomorrow...
In any case the umpires decided to restart our half of the division. Again, our start was average, but we succeeded in getting the long whistle just before ditton. We all pushed, I blew up and they somehow got away. Someway up the reach we again got the whistle and pushed hard. And I blew up. Again. It turns out that we had been less than a quarter length from Magdalene for a considerable number of strokes until the finish.
I have to say that it was one of the most painful experiences I've ever had and exhausted me for the rest of the day. I'm pretty sure we're all out to (finally) bump on the last day, though our chances will be a bit more slim.
This time it was Catarina who was late, while Stan out-classed us all by wearing some incredibly stylish google sunglasses.
Good work Stan.
Bumped Magdalene III
I'll admit I don't remember much of the race owing to the fact I was concentrating on not being mentioned on Cam Fm as the 'slouching 6' again. This meant that the only thing I ever saw was the strap of Thornton's cap...
We succeeded in getting several whistles going round grassy and then a final burst just before ditton. Almost immediately there was a big jolt and cheering. It turns out we'd had a substantial overlap for a considerable while but the Magdalene cox had refused to concede, meaning that Andrew(2) ended up hitting her in the back with his blade. She was pretty quick to concede after that.
We completely forgot that there were boats approaching us, but we got out of the way at the last minute, unlike Magdalene, who forgot to steer and ended up crumpling their bow into the bank.
Dressed in the traditional greenery and less traditional garish sunglasses we rowed back very happily, and upon arriving at the boathouse threw Catarina (cox) into the Cam. Unfortunately I was pushed in as well, meaning that after Catarina stole my dry clothes, I was forced to pad home in lycra, soaking wet in temperatures of 2C.
This has been a bumps to be proud of! A great success just to get back-on, even better to record your first ever bump!
Whilst every effort has been made to ensure the accuracy of the following information, note that the results are unofficial.
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