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In the heart of the jungle, where the sunlight filtered through the thick canopy above, two spirited frogs named Patrick and Sam were engaged in a lively competition like no other.

Patrick, with his vibrant green skin shimmering in the dappled light, and Sam, with his sleek and agile form, were the very best of friends. But when it came to their favorite game, they were fierce rivals, each determined to outdo the other.

Their game was simple yet thrilling. Whenever they heard the distant rumble of tires on the nearby road, Patrick and Sam would dart out from their hiding spots among the reeds and rushes, racing towards the edge of the jungle with hearts pounding with excitement.

With a daring leap, they would land on the dusty road, just inches away from the path of the oncoming cars. As the vehicles thundered past, sending waves of air rippling through the air, Patrick and Sam would wait, their eyes locked in a fierce competition.

Then, with lightning-fast reflexes, they would spring into action, leaping high into the air as the cars rushed by. Their webbed feet propelled them skyward, soaring through the air with grace and agility as they vied to see who could jump the furthest and land the closest to the safety of the jungle.

With each passing car, the stakes grew higher, and the competition fiercer. Patrick and Sam pushed themselves to the limit, their hearts pounding with adrenaline as they raced against time and each other.

But amidst the thrill of the competition, there was always an unspoken understanding between the two friends. No matter who won or lost, they would always look out for each other, ready to lend a helping hand or a comforting croak whenever needed.