Oh dear, I was SO tired last night after the first challenge, I drank up my amphora of wine - and I'm late, I'm late!

*looks around in confusion, then in determination*

Let's see, 20 miles to go, and ahead are one big bull-sh*****, one Cyclops, and a lady with a very tacky hairdo. Where there's a will, there's a way. After all, it's not like I'm defenceless - look at all this stuff I'm toting around!

Every now and then I pass a blood-spattered crime scene - oops, someone up there didn't have a good day!

Finally, cruising around a low hill (*pant pant*) with beautiful olive trees, I see - the Minotaur! Oh, dear. He's all crispy on one side and seems very irritated.

Immediately I plop my Invisibility helmet on my head and grab my bow and arrows. Whack! Smoof! the Minotaur is hollering like mad, thrashing around where he thinks I am - but after Arrow 3 (poor bull, he's a pincushion) he runs bellowing off to his labrynth cave. With a final spring, I'm past him . . . on to the next challenge!