As the yellow one got closer Sarah knew she was right about not worrying. This was all planned out, the timing of the hoops so if you don’t interrupt the flow of things.. just go with it. By now she was up in the air, far up, yet Sarah was not the kind to be afraid of heights so she just looked up at the yellow hoop. 5.4.3.2.1... and she zoomed through it, then she quickly turned the broom downwards and changed directions like the direction she had started with originally. Then, not thinking that the current sspeed at that incline would get her there she made the broom face a bit lower. So there she was flying along until she realized that she had made it go too low, so she immediate adjusted the broom so the decline was not so much, yet it was too late she had gone lower then the hoop and she had still not reached the hoop. She then yanked the handle upwards, so she would be able to reach the green hoop in time. She did, then she looked around for the next hoop, and seeing it not below her or at the side of her she looked up and there it was – standing taller then the yellow hoop was the blue hoop.

The blue hoop was different to the others, thought Sarah. Something did not seem to match in her mathematical equation for the hoop and the blue hoop itself. After moving her broom handle upwards and turning her broom around Sarah looked at it – what was different. Was the hoop unpredictable? Because it seemed to have changed its speed from the one Sarah had taken down before. As she neared the blue hoop her thoughts kept on changing whether she would make the hoop or not. Finally, she was about to reach it when the hoop moved – it was moving away from her. Sarah leaned forward in an effort to speed up, yet it was too late, she could no longer reach it from the direction she was travelling in. This warranted a quick change of direction as she went zooming into the hoop.