Nothing needs to matter. Nothing but making the Flash the 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 hero I can. I'm a sucker for clichés.

Obsession isn't the same as love, regardless of what the internet has forced.

Speed is everything.

... Yes. I would.

You'd know.

Underground.*

Didn't say you weren't, Jackson.

"I've always been a few / 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗽𝘀 / ahead of the competition."

He's not made for the power.

That Hunter should have it.

Well, he didn't know. But now he does.

Zoom zoom.

"God, / someone / stop me!"

"Go on. Cry for him some more."

"Well, he could always use a lesson or two. And / you / could be the perfect teaching device."

"Not the time for the 'nobody cares about me or likes me' depression story, Jackson. Save it for your future wife. To them, a corpse is a corpse. A speedster's corpse? Even better."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Not to the crybaby of the speedster squad."

"...Yeah. Yeah, that works. Her or Barry's crazy kids."

Unfortunately for you all, I'm the fastest man alive.

"No."