I remember laughing at Wile E. Coyote trying to catch the Road Runner while watching Saturday morning cartoons as a child. I can still see Coyote walking slowly through the sweltering desert—the sun high in the sky—sweating, tongue hanging out, and about to collapse from heat, hunger, and thirst. Then, “Beep! Beep!” The Road Runner would fly past, and the chase was on with a perfectly revived Coyote.
If only fixing heatstroke was that quick and easy.
