Avoiding getting shot James did his usual thing and watched as several of his fellow classmates took off. By hanging back he was able to see where they had trouble or tripped up. It wasn't likely that he would reach the end first but at least there would be less surprises. The turrets turned and fired at a set rate, and also seemed to aim at the closest target. 

With somewhat of a tactic he waited for the next person to go which turned out to be Molly. Being one of the students at a higher elevation he took off after her. Tailing about two yards behind it meant most of the turrets fired at her and had time to pass out of the way by the time James moved up. 

Molly getting taken down briefly by the shots stalled his plan though. Usually a course like this with projectiles would be a simple task with his powers. Mostly because he wouldn't have to worry about them at all so long as he could keep track of where they were coming from. The same principle did work for avoiding the shots. The barrel of the turrets would fire in a straight line so avoiding their line of fire would in theory prevent getting hit. But in practice, once he was slightly ahead of Molly, judging where every one was pointing was harder than anticipated. Comically he took a rubber bullet to the side of the head. Embraced at first, and after the initial shock and pain James just laughed out loud. He could only imagine how funny he must have looked when he jerked sideways.

Continuing on he couldn't keep a straight face. Clearing the gap there was the pool and the hall with poles moving around. Past that it appeared that at least one student was just standing there for some reason. Deal with that later, not getting hit was of a slight bit more priority.