An honour to run with you32

During the seven-mile race today, one man was with me for the entire time. I followed him and he followed me.

After three miles he took two glasses of ERG and offered one to me.

At one point, he went five or six metres ahead of me. I said, “Where is he going?” Then I ran fast and caught him.

He finished just a little ahead of me.

Then he shook hands with me and said, “It was such an honour to run with you.”

RB 160. 30 March 1980