Imponderable

“I know nothing about horses,” said the bald man watching two flying forms. “But I’ve just seen that one,” he pointed with his cigarette at the far off bay. “I’ve just seen him run the guts out of the other two. One after the other he has broken their hearts and left them staggering along behind him. We would call him an imponderable, one who cannot be judged by normal standards.” He puffed at his cigarette before going on. “There are men like that also, imponderable.” - Wilbur Smith, Gold

In any endeavor you always must choose to lead, follow or get out of the way.