Jaguar/Rio 2016![](https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/l0r-AiU6gUkJJR3_vMJYdKujzPrVkOa3sQVDfoV4FVSrF8qQ8VnNpKMTixKUpbphPsWZc6RVAz638OB1jjsMVlbcnpfv9cYnYwp3i8eLAOQlAkXDo3rBe5Kju0NBmjG8tYTPtH2N)
I slowly emerge from the bushes. I go on to the track, the race track, the others are waiting. They snarl. I think “This going to be a hard race”.
I roll my shoulders, shake my legs, dig my paws in, I raise my hackles and lower my front. My stomach goes into my throat, I hear my heart pounding, my blood is racing. Then the thunder bellowed in the distance, we launch off and start the race. We race through the rainforest. I bound ahead. Along the cliffside through bush's, down the hill and out on to the cliff. “It’s time”. For the Rio 2016 olympics.![images.jpg](https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/sBezJX1VM04nljMLxMH4-9cesiwPjJCZ8G4OncEvGF8zlcPM64TLAvkO_n84UA9d9pmi_mqM1ndSa5ch7zu5Tyqg973JkpBGipBK1vRssQ4sPEihufYi8a81zBebl7JWM3qAWhrX)
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