On Wed, Jul 03, 2002 at 11:31:45AM +1000, Andrew.Savige@ir.com wrote: > En op 03 juli 2002 sprak Sec: > > And with Yanick idling along near the bottom, I'm really afraid of his > > evil plans to submit that one-char-less-than-mine solution five minutes > > before the game ends %). > > It's a marathon, not a sprint. Just imagine running a marathon and > watching in amazement as all the fools around you start the race > with a vigorous sprint! Insanity! They will surely use up all their > energy reserves and tire badly near the end. No, No, No. The key > (as brilliantly executed by `/ in the last game) is to save your > energy reserves for the final sprint to the line. Yes. As /-\ndrew says, everything is strategy. I'm not lingering behind the crowd; I'm studying my opponents. And I'm not shaving strokes at tectonic plate drifting speed; I'm leisurely moving myself in position for the killing blow. And don't mind the smell of burning synapses. It's part of the ploy. > (who has absolutely no idea how to make up the yawning chasm, > but is hoping for inspiration to slap him across the face like > a wet trout in the last hours, a la `/ in the last game). If I may suggest, /-\: the trick with this course, I think I found out, is not to be afraid of switching weapon. Myself, I tossed my club in the bushes and went for a good ol' lugger. And, lo and behold, I'm now two strokes behind |3en (hiya |3en!). Joy, `/anick -- I used to think romantic love was a neurosis shared by two, a supreme foolishness. I no longer think that. There's nothing foolish in loving anyone. Thinking you'll be loved in return is what's foolish. -- Rita Mae BrownThread Previous | Thread Next