Miles - Webslinging

Zing! Web shoots forth and snatches the top corner of my dorm building, sending me zooming up into the air until I can tuck my feet under and perch on the very edge.

Way faster than climbing the wall.

In fact, once I dive off and start swinging, I’m in downtown Brooklyn in a flash, feeling the rain particles drip down my jacket as I swing from building to building, just like Peter taught me. Thwip! and release, thwip! and release, just like he said to do. And it works, just like it always does. I just have to remember to tuck my knees before each release. Makes me go way faster. It’s what I imagine driving a Lamborghini through the streets of Manhattan would feel like if you were the only car on the road and there were no speed limits.

I’m too high up to pose a danger to vehicles, and I’m too low to the ground to be a threat to air traffic control.

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Chapter 5