Beach, and unsuspected finalist. Most of bet that he would be the first one out of this glorious competition, "most of us" being as it seems only me. Beach was forced out of this race by yours truly in a stunning climax that occured late on a Saturday night. We all had plans to go see a movie (LOTR) on the weekend, and at school the whole week before i had looked forward to this event, not because of the obvious reason of seeing the movie itself, but because it would determine the outcome of this test. I knew that, according to the rules, we had to wear the same clothes to any social event that we went on with each other (not extracurricular like frisbee), and i also had a pretty good feeling that he forgot about it. He wore a collared shirt and khakis (we were going to bre's open house after the movie), i wore my green germany shirt and jeans. He was the fourth and final loser.
