Roxi waited until her father went to sleep before getting out of bed. She had an experiment to do. She pulled on a pair of shorts, red-on-white baseball tee shirt and a pair of red shoes that all had the Flash's crest on them. Her "Uncle" Wally had gotten lots of Flash stuff for her. Since she was little, she wanted to be as fast as the Flash, be as fast as the Fastest Man Alive. That was what pushed Roxi in to track at school, that's what pushed her into running everyday at least 5 times a day.
Grabbing her Flash backpack that she had prepared after she got home, Roxi crept to her window and grabbed her Flash watch. She pressed a side button and turned off the alarm. She climbed out her window and dropped to the ground from the second floor. Pressing the button again, she reactivated the alarm and snuck away from the house into the night.
At her school's track, no lights were on and no one was around. Roxi set down her bag and got into a runner's position.
10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…Roxi's muscles tightened as she prepared to spring forward. …1!
Her feet pushed her across the track's surface. Faster…she had to go faster. Her muscles surged with power. Her speed picked up and up and up. The scenery began to blur passed her until she skidded to a stop. She had too much momentum to do a sudden stop and skidded into the short fence that ran around the outside of the school. Panting, Roxi looked back at the track except that the track was at least a few dozen feet behind her.
"No…way…" Roxi panted. "That's…what…happened…today…" She took several deep breaths to control her breathing. Once she stopped panting she mentally measured the distance. "Now back to the track."
Roxi glanced at her watch and waited for the seconds to zero out. When it did, she took off. With in seconds she saw her backpack. Hitting the breaks, she skidded but over shot her back pack. Roxi tripped and skidded a couple feet on the tarmac.
"Ow, crap-that hurt." Roxi muttered to herself as she pushed herself off the ground. She looked back at her bag. It was less than 15 feet away this time. "Holy Cow! That was shorter than last time!" She stood with a groan. "Okay, Roxi, you ain't going home until you get this right. You have to stop by the backpack directly beside it with no left over momentum."
Again and again, Roxi missed her backpack and ended up falling when she tried to stop. She was trying not to give up for the night after 3 ½ hours and a lot of bang ups and crashes but she was beginning to get really sore.
"Alright, Rox. One last try. If you can just get within 8 feet of that dumb bag, then you can go home and clean up." Roxi told herself. She took off again and hit the brakes. She didn't skid or fall or anything. She had stopped exactly by her backpack. "Oh my God…I did it…I did it! Yes! Wahoo!"