Wile E. Coyote and the Road Runner... a fast pair in the American west who doesn't give up. Well not that wily coyote anyway; he doesn't even want to eat the bird: he just wants to capture him.
"I will get him... no doubt." Wile said to himself because he was very close to the Road Runner and going off his instinct to run fast.
Turning his head around and sticking his tongue out, the Road Runner smiled as he went faster. "Meep beep!"
Wile blinked as the speedy bird left him in the dust, with the concrete road bending to his whim. Wile lowered his arms as he sighed, proceeding to think on how he could get that bird... if said Roadrunner didn't pop up behind him and made him jump from surprise.
Alas this did quite a number to that ever unfortunate coyote; he did hate it when he got a sudden surprise such as that when the speedy bird would pop in out of nowhere, and it left quite a mark on him whenever he came back to his senses.