There are few things that make my mouth drop these days. In our overly health and safety conscious world where mediocrity is celebrated and dangerous feats are no longer attempted just for the sake of doing them, it really takes something special to get the world’s attention turned toward a single event. But Pikes Peak is still one event that makes my jaw drop and a few weeks ago it had the eyes of the world resting upon it for the 91st running of the race to the clouds. It’s

Look off to your right and there is a sheer drop of almost a thousand feet with no guard rail. To your left, jagged rocks that have pieces of car and bike still littering the ground around them, almost serving as a warning to those that thunder past. The air is thin and you can feel every move your body makes because it’s 100 times more difficult to perform even simple tasks with the lack of oxygen this high in the sky. This race and this track separates drivers from heroes,