More fun than I have had in fortnights! I had parked my Go-Devil at the ice fishing shanties a few days before, after testing out the race route and such. Got there early for what I figgered would be a prime position in the race, so confident I was in my skills with that rough handling diesel burning whirligig. The flag falls, we all take off.
Lo ran for a short while, though Arnold was able to gain on her long before she collapsed onto the street next to a lamp post, sniffling and wiping her face with her arm. He came to a rest next to her and shook his head apologetically, "I didn't know that you didn't know. Not for sure."
It's that time again :)