He inscribed his 40-year-old friend for the first time to take part in the 10km race. Such an event where you run 10km and you are given a medal for not dying moving from point A to point B, regardless of how long you ran.

A long-time friend, although he is engaged in the sport as a fanatic. After the race, he was unimaginably excited, began to call everyone, telling about his unusual adventure:

- Hi, things are okay, the men entered the race on the tenth (*a rather pathetic intonation)

(I have not heard the question from the other interlocutor, but I can guess it.)

I ran, it was cool!

–...

Yes, some have been overtaken!

–...

No, not for the car.)