He eyes her curiously. He hadn't been looking at this like a competition, since he knows quite well that she's aware he both works out more, and has the Rogers and formula enhanced genes. He can move faster and run further, and he was just intending to work up a sweat. Apparently, just because he's willing to concede she's probably a better driver, she's not up for conceding anything.
Or maybe she wants to lose, he realizes, after a few more moments.
"So we're betting on footraces now?"
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