A race to the grave



There is a point when extreme sports blur the line between great feats of athleticism and clinics in masochism. There is such a race in Vermont who’s name gives a glimpse of what kind of contestants it draws: the Death Race.

A 24-hour endurance race, those crazy-brave or stupidly-naive enough to sign up have to dodge barbed wire, ford rivers, jog, bike and preform numerous tasks that are equal parts pointless and physically grueling.

This year’s co-winners were two British and American marines, a testament to the kind of personality the Death Race draws.

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