[Carpet might have laughed too, half in exasperation and half in genuine amusement at Kara's antics. What a show-off! Even going hundreds of miles per hour, she can act that lazy? Have a playful "fist" shake, Kara, the nerve!
They're already rapidly approaching the hospital; all any bystanders from the ground might see is two blurs of color slashing through the stormy sky. The winner of the race already seems to be a foregone conclusion--but can she also handle changing course as smoothly as he can?]
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They're already rapidly approaching the hospital; all any bystanders from the ground might see is two blurs of color slashing through the stormy sky. The winner of the race already seems to be a foregone conclusion--but can she also handle changing course as smoothly as he can?]