I’ve seen the future, but I still need to see where I’m going: Engo 2 head-up display sunglasses review


He didn’t shave his legs. He was keen, but not that keen. Lycra, yes but not that. He wasn’t that sort of MAMIL. But he’d been training all winter. He’d earned all sorts of new socks in Zwift. But now he was faced with his holiday ride: the hill, his nemesis. Every year, he’d got up it… just. This year he’d sail up. he had the miles in his legs and he had his glasses. As he put them on the route appeared, ominously red. He quickly switched mode. He saw his hero turn and smile. They set off together.