80 mph and 16 tons

"Did it work at least?" Vicky asked as the argument started to get heated.

I grinned at her.

"Eighty miles an hour and sixteen tons of weight is going to be pretty useful," I said. "I think Mannequin is going to have a big surprise the next time he attacks me."

I was a lot faster now too; unless he had been holding back a lot, I didn't expect that he was going to be too much of a challenge, although I'd have to look at his powers to see what secrets he was holding that had allowed him to survive for so long in the middle of people who were a lot more powerful than him, many of whom had presumably wanted his post as leader. The smart thing might be to simply snipe him from long distance, although I was fairly certain that people had tried that on him in the past.

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