No, it's not a Bible reference...its my race time from my first bike race.  I'll get back to the Bible reference in a minute.  I have to say I'm drained from the effort, but it was my lungs that did me in.  3 laps of 2.5m mountain biking hell (for a beginner) and I never thought I'd make it.  I finished 5th (of ~15) in the beginner class.  A coworker who races finished first, but he's raced before.

The best part about the race was the number I was assigned - 666.  I looked down at it when it was handed to me and knew I was in trouble.  Fortunately, Satan is better than some mortals.  <deep evil voice>I shall point and they shall fall...haw, haw, haw, haw!</deep evil voice>

It was fun to test my skill level.  I had tried out the course a couple times so I knew the terain in general, BUT THEY REVERSED THE COURSE FOR THE RACE! <deep evil voice>Satan can not be tricked.  I will defeat thy pitiful humans!</deep evil voice>

So I was racing and getting passed by the Pro group members thinking "These guys are just crazy riders."<exicited deep evil voice>Hah, even though you pass me I will still finish before you! You have more laps to do!  I'll get to go home before you!  Haw, haw, haw, haw!</excited deep evil voice>

<inquisitive deep evil voice>I never did ask how God was doing, although I bet he was in the Pro group.</inquisitive deep evil voice><deep evil voice>While he raced on, I took over the world. Muwahahaha,muwahahaha!</inquisitive deep evil voice>      >:->