Coincidence or Destiny?

One man’s race day in Washington, D.C., defies probability with a string of coincidences that would make even the most skeptical do a double-take. Wearing Tampa’s postal code, 33607, he brings a piece of home with him and unknowingly sets the stage for an extraordinary alignment of space and time.

As fate would have it, his race number perfectly matched the unique one on his shirt, and his completion time for the marathon was three hours, 36 minutes, and seven seconds. This trifecta of number, place, and time is obviously the universe telling him something. Sometimes life’s script holds surprises that not even the best writers could conjure.