A minute 13. I may have fudged a bit on how high I can jump and what I might know about fighting.

For some reason they didn't ask whether I would ever bring a knife to a gunfight. That might have helped my score a bit.

41 seconds . I always forget that I can use my severed arm to beat back my attacker.

You always have to go for the top bunk, 1 minute and 3 seconds.

1 minute, 28 seconds. But then I study martial arts. And I actually do have a knife by my bedside.

A minute 22. And I agree about the knife thing. I'm a chef. I'm damn handy with a knife. Always have one with me. If Tarzan can off a lion or a croc, then I can filet a damn velociraptor.

And really, when you think of it, the whole velociraptor thing is a Spielberg construct. I mean, the T-Rex completely pwned the velociraptors at the end of the movie, after a bunch of kids handed them their collective asses. The Aussie safari guy may have well been wearing a Star Trek red shirt telegraphing that, "Hey, I'm gonna die horribly!"

So. Give me a reasonable knife, and I'll give ole 'raptor the what for, eh?