Just dug this one up - the Fat Chance and Merlin boys and gals will recognize it immediately.
It too has a great story (at least it was a great story and lesson for me)
I came in 3rd in this race - and did so well because I had NO BRAKES!
and I could not see thing.
It was an absolutely miserable day - in the low 40s and raining. There was still snow on the ground in a few spots and it was melting fast. The course was one of the most muddy I've raced. The combination of snow melt, rain, sticky-sandy mud and fast technical downhills rapidly wore my brake pads to nubs.
I couldn't see because that glop stuck to my glasses like glue.
That race taught me to never drag or feather my brakes under those conditions if I want to have any by race end.
Here is the shirt I got before heading to Winthrop, MA to visit family and then coming back to see the gang at Merlin.