Mun Hye-jinThe record board’s gears turn through the final digit and stop. The new record hangs over the old record field.
Hye-jin taps the gravity meter twice with her thumb and turns, leaving her teacup floating.
Breaking my course’s record doesn’t mean you beat me. You beat my blueprint.
She taps the footprint on the exterior wall in the judging photo with the punch’s tip.
I’ll hear your explanation for that wall kick first. Or, review aside, shall we race next time on a course neither of us knows?