Sports & Recreation
Yes, I was one of the best in the league. Not a big deal. I was born with fast hands and I didn't feel pain. The fact that Lauren was almost as good was a big deal. And she drew a bigger crowd. A lot of people wanted to cheer for her because she was a girl. And a lot wanted to cheer against her. I had a feeling she was going to get more ice time than I would.
"And don't do anything stupid like try to run," he said. "I'd hate to have to get rough." I looked hard. He was still in the shadow of the truck. His hands were out of sight. Did he have a gun?
"Here they come!" Courtney learned eagerly against the railing. A blur of orange streaked past before I had a chance to see it clearly. The sled went into the turn. I watched it careering back and forth on the smooth curved ice of the track as it rocketed through the Kreisel. "Aren't they supposed to keep the sled steady, Trevor?" asked Robyn. "I think so," I answered. Courtney's attention was riveted to the orange sled that was fishtailing out of control. "What's wrong?" Robyn said, just as a screech of tearing metal filled the air. Something silver had wernched loose and was lying on the ice. The sled flipped. "Josh!" Courney screeched. The bobsled landed on its side and skidded toward the final turn, where it slowed to a grinding stop.
