The big day's come; you've stretched all the muscles and you even got some sleep despite your nerves.

You stand erect at the starting line, determined to finish the whole thing in record time.

When you're released to the track, your legs take over and your whole body is autopiloting for the next hour.

It's right there - you can see the end!

Suddenly, the end is taken and a cloud of dust replaces it.

You freeze just in time and drop, but others aren't so lucky.

Their thirst for victory pulled them closer and they got the worst of the impact.

Instead of running for the gold, they start running for their lives.

From the shrapnel, the smoke, the blood.

They stumble over one another, they just can't stop!

Instead of gold they get their life and every single being wants to win this race.

But you still sit there.

You've been trampled and stomped on.

You've seen someone to your right get blown to pieces just beside you.

Instead of victory, you were defeated.

The shrapnel came too close and just barely missed you.

The person pulling you farther away is the true winner.