The fastest man is my husband

Adam came home yesterday with a funny look on his face and made me guess what happened. Promotion? No. It was something good. But how would I ever guess that he won a handheld Dyson at work? He was the fastest in the company (until 2:00, when he became the second fastest--by half a second--to a girl who practiced all day) at assembling a big Dyson. Here's to 2nd prize! I can't wait to clean out the cars.