very interested but the tortoise persisted by talking a lot of trash
and making himself out to be a racing expert. He especially enjoyed
spouting his contrarian idea that the way to win a race is to go slow.
The race started. The tortoise took a step. Then another. Soon he was
moving at a steady clip and was almost an eighth of the way down the
track when the hare crossed the finish line.
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