I can not even begin to describe the event….
They come in all shapes and sizes. There is strategy, positioning, bursts of speed, short lived sprints , and those who go for it all.
The end of the day walk from the train platfrom to the car is a time honored tradition, especially when your car is a quarter mile away, down a long narrow two wide passage, up three sets of stairs, and into a vast parking lot with one lane to exit.
If you don’t get out quick you will be stuck waiting at the stop sign to get out of the lot forever.
And these people all know how to get out of the train quick, and make the right moves to get to their car first.
years of ongoing observation of this phenomena has given me a window into their world. These are the elite of the elite. The fastest, the rudest, the most over the top, “I can get to my car faster than you can motherfucker” types you have ever seen.
Someone like myself can only aspire to waddle my arse nearly as fast as these speedwalkin, double step hoppin, kings of the suburban sprint.
over the next weeks i’ll introduce you to all the players and give you updates on just who is winning and who is falling off the pace.
