A burst of indistinct alien voices prodded me as spurs to move on. I zoomed through one tower to another. Soon I reached the roof of the last tower, the highest viewpoint of the open Wall. It was around two. The views were stunning. More people gathered to enjoy. But I couldn’t hang around. The rush for running was a dog racing after me. With unbounded enthusiasm and passion and energy, I couldn’t wait to see how wild the wild Great Wall would be.