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The Radio Rider

BLANG flies the Radio Rider, arms out, a flicker of red and a rush. The crooks are cold-cocked right out on the concrete; the Rider snags their stolen jewelry and grins.

“You must move as fast as light!” whispers one of the awed bystanders, watching.

“I don’t break any laws,” she laughs, “especially the laws of physics. I move at the speed of radio!

BLANG and when she’s gone, the bystanders look down at their hands to find shiny new cans of Ovaltine. “Three cheers for the Radio Rider!” they cry.

Wait! The Radio Rider just took all their wallets!