Boom!
the gun shoots into the air.
your stomach twists in excitement
and you pedal forward
trying not to loose the group
you finish a round
you start to feel sweaty
already?
you take a swig from your bottle 
which is almost done
and you pass your friends
who keep cheering you on
you close your eyes for a second
trying to make your breathing steady
but no,
it just gets faster
and faster
and faster.
there is a girl in front of you
why does she deserve to be there?
You cut her,
but looks can be deceiving
she sprints ahead
ugghhh!
your brain goes
you enter the single track for your second time
this time knowing whats waiting for you...






the rest is coming tommorow