Carol and I started our tennis match on a hot summer night. My opponent was tall, fit, and an experienced singles player. The first set was over in record time. Changing sides of the court took longer than in some of the games.
Carol would serve, and I would flail, desperately trying to return the ball. She would answer my shot with a sharply angled hit, and I would scramble across the court, waving my racket ineffectually. If I were lucky, Carol's return would be mercifully unreturnable.
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