he knew he was younger and faster , but he couldnt outrun a speeding bullet or a squadron of police cars that sounded like they were only a minute or two away.he instantly turned around breaking through the woods at top speed.he could hear the warden shouting for him to stop , but he didnt even turn his head.he was in reasonable shape from the jogging he did in the courtyard , but this was sprinting and he could feel his muscles and tendons straining on each step.he hoped he didnt pull a hamstring or something .