Is Godspeed Faster Than Flash の小説・ストーリー

Those who managed to get past security were insiders. "What's the speed of a car like this?" Delilah asked idly, pointing to an F1 car. Grey chuckled and replied casually. "Umm… about 300 to 350 km/h." Delilah's mouth opened. "It seems fast!" "Indeed... there are even F1 cars that exceed the speed of planes on the runway." Delilah's eyes grew bigger. Grey smiled more and was so happy to see her expression. She is so beautiful. James came suddenly and pulled Delilah gently to one corner of the workshop, leaving Grey.

Charlie asked, “If they run, can our boat catch up to them?” Porter shook his head. “It would be impossible... Mr. Wade, a luxury yacht like that wouldn’t cut corners when it comes to power configuration. It’s like a Ferrari, while ours is like an unmaintained old truck. If they escape at maximum speed, they will be much faster than us.” “We should be thankful if our freighter can even reach twenty knots, but their yacht can easily reach fifty knots, and that’s about sixty miles per hour. With speed like that, it would be a miracle that we can catch up to them.”

After his friends left one after another, Godfrey, in the cold wind, suddenly saw a dazzling light coming at him at an extremely fast speed. Godfrey, who was drunk, did not have much of a reaction. He just raised his hand and covered up the dazzling light. But the next moment, Godfrey rose into the air and was knocked more than ten meters away by the no-Performance car. In the end, Godfrey only vaguely remembered that the car quickly drove away from the scene.

Their excitement was so over-the-top, making them seem more thrilled than the couple themselves. Unlike the gut-wrenching pain I felt when I first learned they were seeing each other, I now felt surprisingly calm. While they shared a sweet kiss as flower petals conveniently floated down around them like a scene from a rom-com, I was starting to feel disgusted with the whole display. "Congratulations," I said flatly. "Now that the grand confession is over, can I have my hair clip back? I have a date to get to." The atmosphere was dampened instantly, and one of Elliot's friends shoved me. "Daniella, are you doing this on purpose? Why are you trying to ruin Eli's moment?"

But the simpler it looked, the more extraordinary it was. "This is the most advanced fighter our clan has ever built. I call it Ghostler. And I can say with confidence that it's the fastest stealth aircraft in the world. Pushed to its absolute limit, with no concern for damage, it can hit Mach 15. That's 15 times the speed of sound." Gideon nodded, impressed. "Now that's badass!" Mach 15 speed—it was unreal. Faster than lightning, moving like a ghost, everywhere and nowhere at once.

“If possible, can you be faster?” Hades pressed the pedal and leaned forward. “On your command.” Vroooooom! The car wheels rolled faster than before. The kind of speed that Hades didn't imagine he would do.

Flora's car was far away before Christian told the driver to drive. Jessica glanced at Christian, who kept his eyes on the iPad in his hand, and couldn't help but say, "Are you so fast?" She just slept, and when she woke up, her plan had been implemented... "Watch out your mouth. Who did you say was fast? Huh?" Christian looked up at her, and he didn’t even blush when he asked like that. The driver and Ethan on the passenger seat held their laughter while Jessica glared at him, "I'm talking about you. You're the fastest."

Naturally, in those first seconds, Sigourney quickly took the lead, gradually widening the distance between herself and Grace. Today, Sigourney had chosen a blazing red motor, and as it tore down the track, it was like a streak of fire, strikingly vivid, flying through each bend with speed and precision. The motor leaned slightly into every curve, each turn taken at the perfect angle, cutting the tightest arc possible. Grace, undeterred, twisted her throttle harder to give chase, pushing for more speed whenever they reached a straight stretch.

Speed never lied. At three hundred miles an hour, the world peeled away everything unnecessary. There was no room for pretense or sweet-talking, no time for betrayal or half-truths. Excuses had no traction at these speeds; the machine demanded everything, and if you hesitated, it would chew you up and spit you out as just another cautionary tale whispered in the garages of the elite.

Shawn whistles in admiration “That is really impressive Alpha I have to admit” Desmond shifts in his seat giving Brandon a sharp nod “Smart move Alpha “ Brandon smiles “thanks time is off the essence we already have a long journey ahead of us” he looks at his watch then at each one of us. “All of you wear your seatbelts, He adds we will be using the gear 5 super speed to arrive faster” Shawn gives out a small chuckle “ That is the way ahah ah ah” Desmond chuckles singing along “We like it aha aha”