First Weight

Saturday named half past four. The first car took the new points — blades still cool from the empty nights, drains keeping yesterday under them.

From the twenty-eighth the loop held air. Nine, eleven, ninety-eight ended at Vozovna Žižkov; thirty-one owned the temporary curb eighty metres down Hartigova.

This morning that curb is only curb. The loop takes weight again. Partly cloud, thirteen climbing; sunset still nineteen twenty-three. Steel has the day's first heat.