“My dad’s so fast,” said one boy, “that he can fire an arrow at a tree, run like buggery and catch the arrow before it hits it.”
“My dad’s faster than that” said the second kid. “He can drop a brick from the tenth floor of a building and run down the stairs and catch it before it hits the ground.”
“My dad’s faster than your dads,” said the third kid. “He works for the City. He knocks off at five and he’s always home by two-thirty.”