Robots Crash and Burn after breaking the human 100 m print race record - smashing into padded bariiers after crosiing the finish line.
Metal feet outrun records of our fastest man finish line flashes but nobody taught tin legs what a finish line can mean. We build forward gears but leave reverse on paper no exit was planned they say 'you can't stop progress' 'til the finish circles back. Things can move quickly once we teach the gears to run wisdom trails behind the clever machine stays dumb doing whatever it can. Add a thinking cloud and the price climbs with each guess false answers sound true who keeps checking all the checks— who detects the last error?
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