It"s a scorching hot June afternoon in the middle of an Italian heatwave. There hasn"t been any rain for a month. But grey clouds are slowly rolling in and the humidity is rising fast. A storm is brewing. The kind that only happens once a summer here.

It"s a beautiful route. There are few cars on the road up and a stunning view over a Veneto village awaits them as a reward.

They press on. There are 17 winding bends, numbered at each turn. They are elite cyclists - some of the best from their country. But they"re not used to riding around bends, and they"re certainly not used to cycling in pouring, driving rain. เว็บยูฟ่า