I was getting closer, and the thief saw me, so he cursed and started running even faster.

Back in school, I was in the track team. There was no way this thief could outlast me in terms of endurance.

I kept yelling, "Drop the bag! Stop, thief!"

Finally, the thief got nervous by my shouting and accidentally ran into a dead end.

I got right behind him.

The thief looked tired with hands on knees, panting heavily, "You crazy? What's ...