This reminded me of a run with two friends 30 some tears ago. We staggered the start: Patrick first, then me n minutes later, then Dwight the best runner. We passed Patrick after a mile or so. Dwight passed me after a wee while...then Patrick stepped out of a Toyota, a half mile from the finish. 1
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We saw him, a quarter mile ahead. He waved and we could just hear him laughing. We caught him, just. 2
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