The blade sliced through the surface, sending spray in all directions.
He moved swiftly, wanting to finish in the time he had allotted.
Planning and practice had been imperative but there was no guarantee that it would go according to plan.
Completing the last manoeuvre he waited.......
for the applause befitting an Ice Skating Champion.
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