More to come

Thousands of runners had passed by Rock's house on Camp Robinson Road, and there were plenty more to come. They stretched back south as far as he could see toward the interstate highway and Little Rock.

Under ordinary circumstances, Rock would have looked at this experience as an entertaining spectacle, but on this day it was closer to a disaster. He had agreed to cover the race for the paper. His car was blocked in the driveway. There was no way for him to get to the finish line. He couldn't understand how the race route had been changed so drastically without his knowing.