There was this bully three grades ahead of us. This dude was determined to pound dents into every kid in the school. One day, I guess it was my turn. He was just about to take my head off when Clark jumped between us.
So Clark ran interference. Now, as kind as that sounds, Pete, I really don't think it falls under the "something amazing" test.
I'm not finished. Clark didn't just push brain-dead away. He put him through a door, as in splinters and broken hinges. How he did it, I still have no idea. The guy was at least twice our size.
Clark, any comments?
Uh, well, we were, you know, six years old. Twice our size was three feet tall.