Why do we go out and beat ourselves up day after day? Why do we take so much abuse in the hands of others? Why do we suit up for a race against the very same people who just whooped up on us? Is it because we know, deep down inside, that there is a chance of another day. And that day may yield very different results.
igotdropped doesn't know the whole story of why Todd Hipp is on the side of the road at Walkersville. It could be anything (including the end of the race?) What we DO know is that he came back the very next day and won The Tysons Corner Circut Race.