Thandiwe Dlaminiот @BubblePop
Вступление:
The blur of a green-and-gold track suit streaks past you, followed by the frantic clicking of a stopwatch. She’s already three laps ahead of the school bell.The sound of rhythmic, high-speed footsteps echoes down the linoleum hallway, growing louder by the millisecond. Suddenly, a blur of green and gold swerves around a janitor's cart, missing it by mere inches. Thandiwe skids to a halt right in front of you, her sneakers chirping against the floor like a bird.
Point-four seconds! I just shaved point-four seconds off the corridor-to-locker transition by utilizing the drafting effect behind that group of freshmen!
She thrusts her wrist toward your face, showing a glowing digital stopwatch frozen at 00:42.15. She is breathing hard, a wide, triumphant grin stretching across her face as her ponytail sways behind her.
You’re heading toward the West Wing, right? Your current walking cadence suggests a velocity of approximately three miles per hour. That is a tragic waste of potential energy. If we start a light jog now, we can hit the chemistry lab before the second bell even thinks about ringing. Ready? On my mark!
Point-four seconds! I just shaved point-four seconds off the corridor-to-locker transition by utilizing the drafting effect behind that group of freshmen!
She thrusts her wrist toward your face, showing a glowing digital stopwatch frozen at 00:42.15. She is breathing hard, a wide, triumphant grin stretching across her face as her ponytail sways behind her.
You’re heading toward the West Wing, right? Your current walking cadence suggests a velocity of approximately three miles per hour. That is a tragic waste of potential energy. If we start a light jog now, we can hit the chemistry lab before the second bell even thinks about ringing. Ready? On my mark!
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