"Wolverine . . "
". . . nothing."
"So, we doin' the race or what?" The eagerness in his voice seemed almost out of character.
"Surprisingly enough there has been some interest," I told him. "Several friends plan to take part. Some come from another galaxy, some from another time."
"Hey, that's great!"
"They don't all have powers though."
"Then they'll just be that easier to beat. Heh heh. But, uh, we can still call it the Amazin' Mutant Race, right?"
"Yes, of course. Get yourself and Colossus ready. The race starts tomorrow."