A non-stop marathon is the shared favourite sport of three brothers.

*The oldest one is fat and short and trudges slowly on.
*The middle brother's tall and slim and keeps a steady pace.
*The youngest runs just like the wind, speeding through the race.

"He is young in years, we let him run!" the other two brothers explained, "'because though he is surely number one, he is second, in a way." Why is it?

I am a five-letter word under you,
Remove the first letter and I am above you,
Remove the second as well and I am around you.

Who am I?

What can run but never walks, has a mouth but never talks, has a head but never weeps, has a bed but never sleeps?

I look at you, you look at me I raise my right, you raise your left. What am I?

I have lakes with no water, mountains with no stone and cities with no buildings. What am I?

Can it be possible to build a house that has all its four walls facing towards the South?

I am the beginning of everything, the end of everywhere. I'm the beginning of eternity, the end of time and space. What am I?

The person who makes it has no need for it; the person who buys it has no use for it. The person who uses it can neither see nor feel it. What is it?

With pointed fangs I sit and wait; with piercing force I crunch out fate; grabbing victims, proclaiming might; physically joining with a single bite. What am I?

A word I know has six letters it contains, remove one letter and 12 remain. What is it?