By A Hare's Breath - "That's a lesson, Mr. Hare," some crafty, old tortoise is reputed to have said. "The race is not always to the swiftest." And at Miami Park, with no hare and not even a tortoise, it never is. Thursday evening, for example, park supervisor Pat Decatur assembled the sturdy boys and girls of the playground for one of the season’s feature events - the races. The first contestants leaped onto bicycles, sped around the park, jumped off the bikes, crawled through four rubber tires, picked up lighted candles, jumped on their bicycles, rode with the candles about 100 feet, and returned, jumping off the bikes, screaming "I won." All the finishers told Miss Decatur that they were first and that the other fellows had not kept the flame on the candles flickering...