One group of riders doped, the others alongside them racing clean. You can work out for yourselves which group was fastest.

I had grown used to getting a pat on the back and being told after a good result: ‘Well done, David – you should be happy, you’re the first clean rider.

People think doping is for lazy people who want to avoid hard work. That might be true in some cases, but in mine, as with many riders I knew, it was precisely the opposite. EPO...

I might have changed, but that did not mean the sport had.

The next I’m standing on a street corner in Madrid with a secret phone and a hole in my arm and I’m bleeding all over, hoping I don’t get arrested. It was completely crazy. But...

I’d just killed some of the best riders in the world – and I was clean. I’d taken nothing – no EPO, no cortisone, no testosterone, no painkillers, no caffeine. I had justified to myself...

I was not a doper, I told myself – I just injected myself to recover and needed pills to sleep.

It was very quiet at the hotel, as if there had been a death in the family. When you have quit the Tour, nobody really knows what to say or do. (…) Everything I’d previously...

Nothing was being done to help the non-dopers, to encourage or support them. Even the clean riders like myself and Moncout knew how easy it was to cheat the tests.