Vitesse lends Hammer to Local Constabulary

Winter training rides are commonplace as Team Vitesse prepares for the spring classic season. Johan graciously organizes a police escort for the safety of his protected riders, in this case h2o. An unprecedented snowfall of epic proportions has blanketed training routes around the Westmount Cosmodrome. The deep layer of precip has morphed into a turgid mix of brown sugar, ice, gravel and other unknown heavenly detritus. This deadly mixture of wheel sucking miasma overwhelmed the blue and white cruiser meant to usher h2o on his 4 kilometer jaunt. What transpired next will serve Team Vitesse and Johan in years to come.

The situation appeared hopeless and all hope was going limp like the straw that stirred the camel's drink. Through the magic of modern communications, Johan insisted that h2o assume command of the police cruiser as the hapless constable chipped at the ice buildup. h2o slipped behind the controls of the vehicle and tapped gently on the accelerator. The engine roared to life; exuding enough power to burn rubber as if standing still which indeed it was. After much to and fro rocking, h2o managed to free the car with a modicum of assistance from the copper. The temptation to take off at high speed was great but the sage words of Johan echoed over race radio. "Don't blow this good karma. I still have to beat the DIY charges." h2o did not continue the training ride feeling that enough energy had been expended driving the cop car.