Mach 2 To Mph Novels & Stories

"You should have picked the Bombardier Global 800 instead of this feather crawling at 988 km/h. The former boasts 1235 km/h.” Pride swelled in my chest at his appraisal. My little sage, dismantling the bounty of science. What more could I ask for? His jaw ticked, irritation creeping into his features. I cocked a brow—Mama mode. "You know the difference, Mom?" he asked, lips pursing. I shook my head. "No." He huffed, setting down the tablet and raising two fingers. "Two, Mrs. Crawford. Two hours, seven minutes, and sixteen seconds." His voice dropped. "I should've been home finishing my theory. Thanks, Mom."

She only heard about tomahawk steak, wondering what the guy beside Jared said. Jared squinted his eyes and was too lazy to answer her question. He did not get proper sleep for the past few days and felt grumpy. Dodge Tomahawk was the most extreme motorcycle produced by the Truman family in Mecrounia. The vehicle could reach a maximum speed of over 600 km/h, which was considered the limit for all motorcycles and land-based vehicles.

I’m impressed. “ Let’s time it.” I read Speed saying. Ratchet presses a few keys and a stopwatch pops up in the corner of the screen. I see his finger hover over a button as he watches the track. When Speed is directly in front of us Ratchet hits the button and Speed takes off like a rocket. I swear she is back in front of us before I can blink. I look over at the stopwatch and see it has stopped at one hundred and twenty-five seconds. Ratchet types “ That is at one hundred and twenty miles per hour.” Holy fuck she is going that fast already. I see Ratchet reset the stopwatch. “ Speed’s words come across the screen “ Let’s see if we can do better.” Do better is she fucking kidding right now?

The ground whipped by quickly as the tractor sped towards the chaos. It had reached maximum velocity and was cruising at a relatively good pace. Its main display showed that they had topped out their speed, which fluctuated between 24 to 26 meters per second. Although it wasn’t fast compared to space superiority fighters, it was definitely rather quick for any land-based vehicle. Especially for something that weighed as much as the tractor did. As they neared, the sounds of gunfire became clearer and more recognizable.

What was the point of being a coward now? He should just go for it! Even if he still had to lose in the end, at least he would have done his best, right? Matty wanted to say something else, but Sienna stepped on the accelerator abruptly and the speed went from the initial 122.73 miles per hour in the beginning to 204.5 miles per hour, and finally 409 miles per hour! The modified big red luxury car sped off, rolling up all the sand and dust on the ground into the air!

was what the Viper speed as she picked up speed, "let's see what you got!" The car was moving really fast, clocking at around three hundred and fifty miles an hour with an amazing horsepower of five thousand but that was nowhere near comparison with how fast Viper could run, putting in mind that she had increased her high speed from Mach twelve to Mach fifteen after the events of the previous year, ergo she could move almost twenty times faster than than the speed of sound. This was just another bright Summer day for her. She caught up to the super car in a matter of seconds and was running alongside it when she turned to look through the driver's window.

was what the Viper speed as she picked up speed, "let's see what you got!" The car was moving really fast, clocking at around three hundred and fifty miles an hour with an amazing horsepower of five thousand but that was nowhere near comparison with how fast Viper could run, putting in mind that she had increased her high speed from Mach twelve to Mach fifteen after the events of the previous year, ergo she could move almost twenty times faster than than the speed of sound. This was just another bright Summer day for her. She caught up to the super car in a matter of seconds and was running alongside it when she turned to look through the driver's window.

"We're running out of time here" "Oh you're here. This ride right here runs 250mph per hour, and isn't up to 45kg. it's fast and has no weight. The perfect ride for his journey" Damien loved automobiles, reminding myself of the times he normally compared his speed as a werewolf with the speed of a fast car. I guess that was how he learnt to run without getting tired. "It's good that you've got a vast knowledge on automobiles, if you don't drive, I would drive myself and let you be guarded here in this office until I'm back"

My dad is storing his luxury cars in his big garage in our mansion. As far as I know, Maserati MC20 has a top speed of over 321 kph, and its acceleration from 0-100 kph is less than three seconds. It is a two-seater coupe. MC20 mid-engine sports car has a 630-hp twin-turbo V-6. It makes me wonder who the owner of this car is. I am sure that my dad doesn’t own this car. Aside from that, I know that daddy won't spare a time to see me except if he needs something from me. Is he the one behind the wheels?

Soon a gust of wind comes barreling in, blowing down trees and splitting the water in Ember’s pond. “Woah!” I say. Casey and Bella have shocked faces again. “How fast was I going?” “You passed us about fifty times!” Casey says. What? I didn’t even see them! “Damian, you went Mach 10,925!” “English please?” Ember asks. “Right uh… that’s over 8.3 million miles per hour or 13.5 million kilometers per hour!” Casey says. Ember stares at me in a bit of shock and impression. “Next test is durability.”