He knew a run of the Little Rock Hash House Harriers would start near his house, but Rock was surprised to see several Hashers run through his yard at dawn. It was not yet seven a.m., so this was, by Hash precedent, hours and hours earlier than a typical run.
As he sat in furthest recess of his garage to put on filthy socks and running shoes so he could join them, he saw one of the Hashers drive a riding lawnmower through the garage door and into his yard, apparently in pursuit of a large group now running by on the street.
Rock wondered how he would get his mower back.
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