在第32英里到第45英里之间的某个地方，体温过低的金属味渗入我的舌尖，寒战与链条的嘎吱声同步震动着我的脊柱。
Somewhere between mile 32 and 45,hypothermia's metallic taste seeped into my tongue as shivers racked my spine in sync with the creaking chain.
