The Race – Part 2
Derek understood. He swung back underneath and reached his hands ready. Sarah did her part and Hawk slowed down to match speed and spin of decent. Tumbling over and over the other team saw what was going on and releasing there straps, held on for dear life while reaching out for Derek. 'Come on' he thought. 'touching fingertips. Just a bit more'. Grabbing the wrist of each person they grabbed him with all their might, dislocating one of his shoulders and pulling the shoulder muscle of the other. [...]