Wordle #168 – The Runner

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This week’s words: Feign Gait Torn Press  Left Labyrinthine adj. complicated, torturous, resembling a labyrinth Look Embed  Malformed Gritty Natural Dead-reckoning (In navigation, dead reckoning is the process of calculating one’s current position by using a previously determined position, or fix, and advancing that position based upon known or estimated speeds over elapsed time and course.)

He surveyed the wreckage and again looked at his co-ordinates. It all pointed to a dead reckoning so how could he have come to a grief such as this?

He’d followed all the instructions so there was no way he could have missed. Even though the journey had been very labyrinthine in nature with a multitude of twists and turns he trusted his navigation skills as they had never failed him before.

He looked again, and sure enough, he knew he had turned left when he had, changed his gait to negotiate the malformed tortuous path and had in his own opinion showed more grit than ever before.

He knew he had to press on, the current disaster would be given the press it deserved, and he was not one to stop that happening.

He looked down at the blood oozing from the wound in his chest where the sign post was now embedded. Not willing to feign injury for fear his opponents might think he was weakening he reached down and with unprecedented strength tore the post from his chest with a slight ‘ugh’ coming from his lips.

As the blood began to gush from his torn chest cavity, he pressed his now ripped singlet into the wound and smiling at his opponents now agape at his gritty performance headed off down the track towards the finishing post.

 

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5 Responses to Wordle #168 – The Runner

  1. maria says:

    Way to go! Cheers to never giving up. 😀

  2. Lorraine says:

    Ouch! Did he finish first? I love the touch of wadding up his shirt to staunch the blood flow. Now that’s a goer, a doer, a nutbar to be sure!

  3. I did not see that coming at the end, that man is one tough bastard!

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