“Normally, you don’t think about how many times you do laps. If you do, you start to get a little dizzy, go all Camus about the futility
of the situation. Your laces on the right side start to get loose from always turning against them. Normally I switch it up, do a little fancy
footwork and skate backward for a bit, but what if that messed up the youth magic? What if I sped up time instead of reversing it
and my face melted off like the Nazis when they opened the Ark of the Covenant?”