To students of form in the 100-yd. dash, Sprinter Steven Williams comes on in races with all the grace of a commuter chasing the morning train. While his competitors jackrabbit away from the starting blocks, Williams usually lags behind, frantically trying to rev up the spidery legs on his 6-ft. 3-in. frame. Instead of pounding machine-like down the track, he jitterbugs unevenly, his shoulders performing a dance of their own. "One must understand track," marvels Fellow Sprinter Herb Washington, "to understand how one can make as many mistakes as Steve Williams and yet...
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