Victory
To further elaborate the plan, the street in the Dutch town was not an ideal location. Nico's rental house was small built for one person, but cozy enough with his three friends sitting around the round table. The conversation about the soap box race took shape when Rens decided to transport the materials of wood and wheels, while Cor took the initiative to regulate the administrative side of amounts and numbers. Nico helped Lodewijk to build up the wooden soap box in which the wheels would be mounted as the last attribute. This is because the wheels caused the movement to the icy water.
To sink under the weight of the danger. The backyard of Nico would become the site of building up, with the lawn that had long been stepped flat and partially sighted with black spots, but ideal for building up such a danger on four wheels. The soap box with its characteristic brown wheels underneath, stood behind the scenes for the spectacle on and along the river. The water was cold, because the heart of winter and a lot of wind made it impossible to go swimming. But for this day TV Gelderland had come and it had to go on, because the call off meant a loss of TV rights for the channel. Nico and his friends were nervous along the set-up stage populated by all kinds of soapboxes, one adorned even richer than the other, and in line to plunge into the icy water and float to the other side. Weeks of preparation and building up in Nico's backyard had led to the fact that this was the time to prove that this company was worthy of being the best.
Not that the fastest time will give the results, but the construction of the soapbox that would reach the marshy grassland. The wooden construction and hard pumped tires as under a handcart, had to make it possible to reach the icy water within two minutes from the meter high stage that everyone could see during the spectacle. The fact that the winter weather meant a float for the spectacle did not benefit anyone. The female speaker held the microphone and looked straight into the TV camera of TV-Gelderland, surrounded by a wall of sponsors to shops and supermarkets in the region. She talked about the weather and how the TV channel had built the stage, but also realized that the two minutes were up.
What sip she looked around to the river, after talking to the lens that had turned out to be exhausting. Her next talk for the lens would not be until the white blocks at the other end of the stage. Meanwhile, Nico and his friends waited for the start of the first soapbox, which would pounce down with four men in it straight towards the water. He was seventh out to start and since there was a quarter of an hour between the other soapboxes there was a little more than one and a half hour to stare from the cold next to the wooden box. Nico bit his last bar of muesli and impatiently looked at his friends who all watched a different side of the environment to kill the time to ride off the stage. After all, it was a spectacle that you could look back later with broadcast missed via the internet, but what literally took place now. After one and a half hour they found themselves around the soapbox to give the last push, with Nico behind the wheel.
