|Culture with Camoluscious Gally||
The only race I never won I fell backwards into sand, ending on my ass. The measure though went to the front toe of my foot. It might seem odd that a race can be won falling down, but in the grand scale of humanity, we all fall down. Standing Broad Jump was my best skill in the art of track, best known for running in a circle where you don’t get anywhere. I figure, my race was shorter, only three steps and whump. Likewise, race doesn’t exist. Race is bad science done backwards and we all fell from grace.