[b]And we're back ladies and gentlemen! Now lets check in with our next hero...[/b]

A camera pans in on a motorcycle blazing down the street, its rider cradling a duffel bag as though it were his child. Not even half a second afterward a blur of green whirs past the camera, nearly ripping it free of its stationary post. Breakneck sighed and adjusted his goggles as he began to catch up with the motorcycle, already imagining the earful he would get from his sponsors for not slowing down enough to be clearly seen. "Oi, Cap'n Cunt!" Breakneck yelled over the rush of wind as he ran parallel to the cyclist, "[i]What the-[/i]" was all the rider could say before breakneck held up a hand, "Yea, save it. Look man, either you pull this thing over and call it quits, or i'm gonna have to flatten you.". To this the cyclist held up his middle finder for a millisecond before returning his hand to the bike to keep it stable, "[i]Make me you dyke![/i]". Dyke, that word practically turned BreakNeck's blood to acid, not only was in an insult, but it implied that yet again he'd been mistaken for a woman. BreakNeck bursted forward, zooming past the biker only to turn back at half a mile. The cameras in the area just barely managed to catch BreakNeck as he leaped upward before colliding with the motorcycle and dug his knee firmly into the rider's chest. Yet another blur of motion later, and the bike had crashed into a pole, and BreakNeck was kicking the biker -who would likely need intensive care for the knee to the chest alone- viciously, "Who are you calling a dyke *beep*hole!? I'm a mother *bleep*in' guy! Come on bitch, say it again! SAY IT AGAIN MOTHA-", the camera pans back to a HeroesTV logo, cutting off BreakNeck.

[b]Well, that was a rather...unique performance from one our more crass heroes, BreakNeck! We will return after a word from our sponsors![/b]