Snippet #1623881

Zac brought back five peices until he began to slow down a lot. He was getting tired, but he wasn't going to give up. He never gave up, and out of the many challenges he'd been in in the past two years, he had always given his best which was why he did well. He kept pushing on and tried not to show to his team that he was getting tired. Maybe if he just paced himself now, then he'd get his energy back.

"I run, I lift, I play every sport you could think of. I'm not too in to swimming."

Matt had brought back four peices now, and knew he had brought back the least amount of peices in the amount of time that had passed, but he also saw that the others weren't pacing themselves like he was. Zac was slowing down already. After another few minutes, Matt now had ten peices and was actually in the front. He wasn't even tired yet.

"I could do this all day!" he yelled out to everyone else. He was being cocky, but whatever. From the looks of this, he could win, and then it wouldn't matter if people didn't like his attitude.