I had a friend at the academy named Leha. He was a sportsman, all his childhood engaged in wrestling. All his medals and grades are easier to measure in kilograms than in pieces. From his first class, he loved light athletics. He became interested in sprint, playing in city competitions in honor of the university. He ran 100 meters according to the norms of KMS after a year of training. And here he tells such a story. From the first person.

- I come from training, bathed, sleep I am going to lie down. And under the windows, two kinds of margins of orte, rjute, music on phones are listened to without headphones. I climb the window and say, “Hey guys, let’s be quiet! You interfere with sleeping!” And to me the answer is the one who is smaller: “Go on!” I asked him again in a good way, and he started shouting offensive words to me. And the second one, who was healthier, said, “Oh! The Environment! The UGU! “Hey he said!” After a minute, they shouted to me, “Come out, we’re going to shake you!”

Well, I was not in a very good mood, jumped in the shoes, and ran out. I see, the one who is healthier, stood up, headed to me, whispering mashed, kind of fading. And I, without talking to him, turned the "melt" to him, he kissed his mother-earth with a pumpkin and suddenly stinked. I go to the second, the most speaking one. And as he drowned from me, only the heels near my ears glittered. I squeezed at myself, thinking, “Oh, naive winnow, from whom did you think to run?” And followed him.

Then there was a pause in the story, which was clearly delayed.

Well what? Next What? I am asking.

and nothing. I could never catch him.

This is what adrenaline does!