The Green Island biker

The Green Island biker

In green island, on the second of september they are having their annual southern spring bike race. Daniel is  leading at the moment, the others not far behind him. His heart is racing as the crowds roar in encouragement. Three other bikers are coming up behind him, about ten meters away. Bright banners and posters flash in his eyes as he passes the Fresh Choice to the left of him. The crowds are getting louder and louder. Daniel pedals as fast as he can and the other racers are long lost to his vision. Daniel is getting closer to the end, the finish line about 100 metres away.

Almost past Couplands the crowds jump and jive as their suburban bike champion is nearing victory. Daniel is overcome with excitement and determination as the finish line is getting closer and closer. Suddenly the St. Clair and Balclutha bikers are coming up behind Him .

Daniels wheels start to wobble as he wonders if this race is worth it, his legs screaming in pain and his hands so stiff you could put a full jar of water on them and it wouldn't spill. The smell of burning rubber is present as he breaks around the corner and into taieri, the finish line must have been an illusion. Or not. Almost there, so close. Daniels head thumps and his mind escapes him.

The finish line is an arms reach away, so close… He won! Bursts of excitement flow through him, the first time green island has won !!!

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