[b]Trad Oak – Practice[/b]

4:59…4…50…..9. Trad couldn’t have been more disappointed at his time. True he did technically pass when several others had failed, but he was still trying to prove he belonged here. He was going to have to give it another go.

That is, until Vanhomrigh announced they were moving on.

Trad watched as nearly all of the class packed up their gear and headed out, with only a few staying behind due to unsatisfactory times. Taking a deep breath, Trad walked back to his gear and buckled the back on. He represented his team in this class, how would it look if he had to stay back and redo the course who knows how many times. Besides, 4:59 was passing, and he’d get plenty more chances to improve on the course. Checking to make sure everything was secure, he saw the tank driver walking past. 

“Mind if I hitch a ride to the range?” asked mostly as a joke.