Sn Pm abaut halfway through my run when I nitice a
ctpt: fmach the size a small fist is scurrying alongside me.
Naturally, I ask it if it wants to be my running buddy, and it
appears ta say yes with a twiddle pf its antennae.
and l are running side by side for a few
minutes when I ratatat: e he seems tn be outpacing me a bit, A
couple minutes after that there' s no denying it:
is a grind deal ahead pf me. Inspired by the plucky little
guy' s determination, l my eneough tta
crush him and then return to a lightnig.
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