“I ran. A grown man running with a swarm of screaming children. But i didn't care. I ran with the wind blowing in my face, and a smile as wide as the Valley of Panjsher on my lip. I ran”
“I ran. I ran until my muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid. Then I ran some more. ”
“My face filled with the warm glow of embarrassment preventing me from smiling back so I turned and ran away.”
“I have a mustache like a squirrel and you just ran over my face.”
“I ran like a thing that runs.”
“The first thing I did was run. Okay, actually the first thing I did was scream, lose my balance, flail my arms in the air like some kind of uncoordinated bird, then slide down the side of the tree and land on my butt.Then I ran.”