Marathoners, eh?
You get to the end.... you've been seriously hoofin' it for the last ten of the total 26 miles.... you're ahead of the 2nd-place runner by a mere two feet.... you're out of breath.... you're dehydrated.... you put every last ounce of GO! you have in you.... sssttrreeettcchhhhh across that ribbon and ~
WINNAR!!!
Here.
Have a belt buckle.