Anyways, Slappy was hopin to test a flag on something like BuckshotV or da Hi-Jumper, but then realized dat there ain't nothin faster than Slappy running from Mrs. McDuner...So, Slap attached a flag to the top of his head, then told Mrs. McDuner that her flapjacks she made for breakfast this morning tasted more like "napsacks"...TORQUE WRENCH OUT AND DA RACE WAS ON...

Slap was lightning...Look at dat form...
BUT, speed kills...AND NOW DAT WHITE COAT IS GONNA GET THE ELECTRODES...And for some reason, he keeps whispering, "My precious, precious, my precious!"
Slap got no idea what his problem is, but check out da first test of da flag, Slappy sure got a good laugh outta dat one, but dats da last joke Mr. White Coat is gonna pull on Slap...

First test results: F
Injuries incurred: Lump on head due to torque wrench.
Two new materials bein tested as we speak, and don't you be worryin, Slap know they gonna work out great...They best be workin, cuz Slap sure liked them flapjacks this morning