300mph

Gimlet was little more than a clown prancing around in circles.
“What, aren’t you coming for me? Only three seconds left.”

When that icy voice pushed him over the brink, was it despair or
impatience that launched Gimlet at D’s back? His murderous dash at three
hundred miles per hour was met by the blade of Vampire Hunter D—who’d
taken down a werewolf running at half the speed of sound. A flash of steel
shot out, cutting Gimlet from the collarbone on his left side to the thoracic
vertebrae on the right. Sending bloody blossoms of crimson into the air, the
streamlined body of the runner hit the ground with incredible force.

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