Leggist & Cloudburst
Leggist Leggist
Cloudburst Cloudburst
Cloudburst Cloudburst
Hey, I was watching a storm last night and it felt like a race—every flash is a split second, a tiny finish line in the sky. Ever thought about timing a storm's peak with your stride? It could be a new way to chase precision in the clouds.
Leggist Leggist
Storms are great for timing, but the wind is going to mess up your stride, and you can't really finish in the clouds. Still, if you can line up a lightning strike with your footfall, that would be a new precision record. I’ll try not to get distracted by every flash.
Cloudburst Cloudburst
That’s the spirit—let the wind become a partner in the dance, not a foe. Picture each footfall as a drumbeat, and the lightning a sudden burst of applause from the heavens. If you’re brave enough to let a bolt decide the rhythm, you’ll find your own thunderous tempo. Good luck, and keep your umbrella at the ready—never know when a sudden downpour might give you a new muse.
Leggist Leggist
I'll keep the umbrella, but if the wind decides to take the lead, I might just have to run backwards to stay on time.