[ It's the most milktoast hustle he's ever done, begging off on a dare-turned-bet and then skating circles around the guy. But they laugh about it, and Jim ends up idly enjoying the strange nostalgia of it. For a while he ends up abducted by someone's child, holding a tiny hand and used as a balancing post for a few laps of the ring.
He's alone again by the time this guy wipes out, a human squeegee moving unceremoniously up to Jim's still form. ]
Not a chance, [ he says gamely. ] C'mon up, you need to learn to balance, Speedy.
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He's alone again by the time this guy wipes out, a human squeegee moving unceremoniously up to Jim's still form. ]
Not a chance, [ he says gamely. ] C'mon up, you need to learn to balance, Speedy.