The Lightning

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"I'm sorry but I have three questions," I claimed, "Who was that, what's going on and why are you standing?!".
"Let me call the car, I'll explain on the way," Angela assured. She pressed a button on her keys and a car materialised out of nowhere. "Phil, this is the Lightning, the fastest car in the world," said my sister. The car looked extremely unimpressive. It was like if Herbie had a child with a tow truck. We climbed inside. For what the vehicle lacked on the exterior, it far made up for inside. A titanium satnav, complete with the voice of Brian Blessed. The seats were made of Mink fur and the actual shell of the car was nonexistent. A blue enigma of colour surrounded us like a starry night. "Right, off to the HQ," stated Angela.
"Alright, slow down Nanny McPhee, where are we going and who really are you?" I asked.
"Phil,".

"We're the A-Force,".

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