Gentlecougarboarders,

The truth is I don't remember a time before this competition started. But they tell me that tonight is the last night of it all. Tonight it comes to an end for better or worse. For ill or good. Tonight we can be left to the dust of the Internets or we can makes heroes of us all. You've learned, in this battle, that real heroes are not storybook combat fighters. Heroes are men who do their duty, come rain or shine, weekend or weekday, captcha after blasted captcha. Never let up and never forget.

Today we don't post saying 'I'm holding my position.' We're not holding a thing today. And we are not interested in holding anything today except, at the end of it, the enemy's pride and their will. Our plan of operation is to advance and keep on advancing. Today we are advancing. Constantly, constantly advancing. Right to the heart of Western Illinois.

You will advance throughout the day at your will. There are prizes to be won. But at 10pm MDT tonight please mark your calanders and set your alarm. We will all combine together for that hour with our last full measure of our devotion to this contest. It will be our ride into the sunset. They are calling it the Grande Finale. But I just call it another blasted hour on the job. Another forsaken 60 minutes where fingers sting and joints hurt. Another day where I do my duty.

We will win. And when we do we will go back to normal life and CB will turn into a place where we talk about sports and complain about coaching. But today, today we fight. Thirty years from now when you're sitting by your fireside with your grandson on your knee and he asks, 'What did you do in the great 6th Fan Contest?' You won't have to cough and say, 'Well, your granddaddy was too busy, too tired, too concerned with looking like a nerd, too over-committed in his life that he couldn't stand up and fight.' No sir, you can look him straight in the eye and say 'Son, your granddaddy rode with the greatest Wave of Captcha Heroes this world has ever seen.'

May the heaven's bless your efforts today and forever. Tonight we ride for the last time.

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