Zatopek

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Sebastian Coe is running close to Zatopek, the Marathon a race that hits you on the nose you either have it or you're done. Says Emil ' Do yoo ssink ve are today too slow, mine friend or vot? ' Sebastian, running on hot tar says 'Emil, I am very hot! ' But no one knew that Zatopek had up his sleeve a dirty trick they were, that moment, neck-on-neck when Emil gave himself a kick. Accelerating like a rabbit and never looking back at all had been a clever Emil habit, he'd watch opponents trip and fall. So, Coe now thought that Emil could outrun the fastest of gazelles became depressed as many would crossed off his list the Finish bells. Thus Zatopek won many races in Finland and the other regions he beat the best, and all the aces. Swore to himself total allegiance. I was the one so fortunate to share a few of Praha's best. The local Pilsner, that was it and, for a moment, we were blessed.

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