I'll remember that when you come crawling to the human resistance.
Remember, you don't have to run fast, just fast enough to get away from the google cyborg drones.
Night over the Kalahari. A dozen young boys, on their way to becoming men sit with the oldest man in the tribe, Ka'lausi.
One of the young boys clears his throat and looks at the wise old man inquiringly. "When the lion is on the run after a group of us, and we try to flee - How fast do I have to be to be safe?"
"Ah, a good question. Fools try to be the fastest. A wise man just makes sure he is second last."
Young Adm, this advice is free. You are welcome at my campfire any day. Unless Leya Falcon is there, of course.