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You're gonna eat lightnin'; you're gonna crap thunder.
Ready are you? What know you of ready? For eight hundred years have I trained triathletes. My own counsel will I keep on who is to be trained. An Ironman must have the deepest commitment, the most serious mind. This one a long time have I watched. All his life has he looked away… to the future, to the horizon. Never his mind on where he was. Hmm? What he was doing. Hmph. Adventure. Heh. Excitement. Heh. An Ironman craves not these things. You are reckless.
Key West, FL.
Hi, I’m Chucky, and I’m your friend till the end. Hidey-ho!
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