Iowa's night of was full of sleep, although vivid memories keep appearing it wasn't anything to serious. It was early morning when he woke up, not many people were walking around, she he grabbed a quick drink and went back to bed he woke up and hour later to grab his armour and go on his jog he always said a happy soldier is a healthy soldier.

Iowa only heard about the leader board when two marines walking past him were talking about it. he kept jogging but diverted his course he arrived at the hall and moved through all the men in armour to the front of where the leader board stood. He was proud he made it to fifth he noticed Washington in second place, he’d only had a brief encounter with him, he needed to catch up more, he was surprised to see Carolina so low. He’d expected him to do well against some of the others, it must've been one of been the last simulation. He saw the others out the corner of his eye and he moved over to them **“Morning all, how are we this fine day?”**