It struck me the other day that whilst Mr Competitive does everything in his power to get in front of other people, he's missed one golden opportunity. He doesn't get onto the train on the first carriage, he gets on the third carriage instead (which then puts him behind other people when we alight from the train).
The only conclusion I can draw from this is that if the train was involved in a head on collision, then his chances of survival would be better further down the train. Presumably the third carriage represents the best balance (in his warped mind) between being first and being safe.
I reckon he's scared. He doesn't want to die. Which is ironic, because that's exactly what I wish for him.
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