Yesterday, Bob and I were going to a running race. We got there after about a forty-five minute drive. We done stretches and we were ready to go. Bob always won the races and was being cocky. He was laughing at me because I always came near last. Half way through the race, Bob was winning by miles. He took a wrong turn not concentrated and everyone pasted him out. Bob finished last and a lot of people were laughing at him. At least I’m not always coming last anymore.
By Tiarnan :)
By Tiarnan :)