Back some time ago turtle didn't have a shell he lived much like human in a dwelling but was was likely to loose his door key. As turtle liked to drink a lot to much green grape wine and whisky punch, and chew a chunk of bubble gum. I think he ate a lot of pizza with anchovies too. but after a few nights of acid indigestion he got smart and dropped the bubble gum. Well after losing his key one night and not being able to find the front door anyway, Awha (the lady in charge of turtles) decided to teach him a lesson and bound him in a shell. Well turtle who had found a cauliflower tree to crawl under and snore loud noises while dreaming of naked lady skinks and other green tailed low to the ground scaly ladies. found himself bound to the ground by a hard and heavy shell. gone was his rabbit beating speed and his ability to bound over stumps in a single lesser hop. Awha was smiling something about him no longer needing to call in the morning night, about some darned keys or still open pizza joints. she had (while he was passed out cold from I think to many anchovies, she crammed him into that shell took his keys, and sold his dwelling to pay off his bar tab) . So now you know the true reason turtle lost that dammed race. charlie