The Race

A air of anxious silence encircles the stadium.
The crowd hushes awaiting the crack of the
pistol. One by one, the runners confidently
sigh as they take their places at the line. The
startling report of the gun rings through the air.
A nerved dash of feet, giving the impression of
galloping horses, springs down the track. The
wind whistles a haunting tune into the faces of
the determined runners. Frequent puffs of air
release the tension of the atmosphere into
utter anticipation. Cries of joy escape the
crowd as a foot penetrates the solid ground of
the finish line. The chase ends in a winner's
triumph.