The wind to.3

OK just a sketch, not so good... POV: I looked side to side to see and feel everything rushing towards me... the wind, the air, the tension, of the whole race... I knew I wasn't giving it my all, but neither were the other opponents... We were just too torn down, too hurt... The burn on my calves hurt, the pain only made me go farther...

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