IMAGINE you’re a polar bear (Ursus Maritimus) living in the Arctic near the North Pole. You do your polar bear things every day, fight through snow (or what’s left due to pollution, but that’s a whole Pandora’s Box we won’t intend to open right now) and just generally polar bearing peacefully when you see your prey.
You start running at a maximum speed of 19 mph, struggling to try to be faster not to lose that nice piece of meat you’re so hungry for. You’re just about to give up, realising you’re too slow when out of nowhere, your Fairy Godmother comes.
She swishes her wand and all of a sudden,
YOU'RE 900 TIMES FASTER!
You are a Space Shuttle with 17,100 mph!
NOW THAT'S FAST!
Of course, you won’t get your prey because now, you’re an object.
But you won’t feel hungry either!