Her love life had been good prep for lying about finishing.
Naturally, the hare's bullshit meter starts buzzing, so he insists that they run the race again. She heartily agrees (remember, Mr. Hedgehog is still back at the beginning of the course), and they restart the race from the finish line. The same trick works again, since when the hare rounds the track, there's his opponent apparently waiting for him. The hare demands that they race yet again, to the same result. And again. This process repeats itself more than 70 fucking times, until finally, on the 74th lap, a blood vessel bursts in the hare's throat and he collapses in the middle of the racetrack, gurgling out his last confused breaths as he drowns in his own blood:
"In the middle of the field, with blood flowing from his neck, he fell dead to the ground."
The real victims were the 327 kids he left behind.
So instead of "Slow and steady wins the race," the moral becomes "You can overcome any disadvantage with the magical power of lies!" Or maybe it's just "The best way to deal with arrogant bullies is to lure them into a forest under false pretenses and murder them."