1. Daegu Marathon / April 13, 2008 (4:26:30) 2. Seoul International Marathon / March 15, 2009 (4:31:54) 3. Seoul International Marathon / March 21, 2010 (4:07:37) 4. Gyeonggi Marathon in Suwon / April 17, 2011 (4:17:32) 5. Hangang...
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