John was now into the final turn of the race, his bike stable, his posture perfect, if he could just hold on, he was a for sure win.  The sun warmed his body as he now sped into the final straightaway.  With a slight breeze he tempted to pull ahead just a bit more from the competitor who was right behind him.  But it seemed the faster he went the closer Mike, his most hated competitor, kept gaining on him.  Finally they were neck and neck, only about a quarter mile separated them from victory or defeat.  Suddenly, a rock came into view, no matter how hard he tried to get away from it John hit the rock and instantly wiped out.  That was the end of his career and all his hope.
