There was something in the air on the Markstein, amid the smoke rising from sausage-laden barbecues and the mist swirling to cleanse the mountainside after each blast of sudden, torrential rain. The crowds had cycled and hiked up in their thousands, and only a narrow strip of road was available amid the thick tunnel of fans on the final climb of the Col du Haag.

Paul Seixas had ridden a quiet race up to this point, but this atmosphere simply demanded he roar into life.

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