Ruhhh, ruhhh, the motor man³⁸

One man was following me for at least two or three miles making noise: “Ruhhh, ruhhh, ruhhh.” People around him were laughing at him. “Ruhhh, ruhhh.” For three miles he went on making that noise.

I didn’t have the capacity to go ahead of him, and I didn’t want to decrease the little speed that I had. So I said, “No, let me go at my own pace.”

For about three miles, he went on making that noise. Then afterwards he disappeared. He didn’t go ahead of me; perhaps he stopped running.