That's a bit of poetic licence that fiction uses to move the plot along/
In a similar vein, how does James Bond manage to chase that guy all over the skyline of Europe, and end up not only not out of breath, but with his clothes untorn?
As for the ring - remember, American plumbing is not subject to the wimpey European three-point-five second flush times of British toilets, and the force could be enough to take a ring down the pipes.



