My hear thudded in my chest. I blocked everything out. I could faintly hear Mr Bron. Then a shout brought me back to reality. I weaved skilfully round the poles, skidding as I went. Up ahead I could see the balance beam. I lept onto it and dived off 10 seconds later.Halfway through the hurdles I slipped. I braced for impact, waiting for my shin to smack into the wood. Instinct kicked in at the last second and I flew over it. As I skidded off the bridge I could see my opponents back as he sprinted away.I dashed after him. I could see the finish looming. Then my foot slammed into the other.I triumphantly dived for the line I made it.
