Oh my, bakasi! Nicey! I meself am glad he didn't kill baby Lex. Superman would have been bored!
Mine's a hair over 100 words, but...
Smooth Soles
Superman slid across the gravel, trying to get enough traction to stop the runaway semi. He dug his heels down, but to no avail, and the towering brick wall was coming up fast behind him. Ten feet away from doom for both machine and rock, he made a last desperate attempt at saving both as he bent down and dragged his pinky into the gravel road. It barely worked, and as it was he became sandwiched between the two with a loud and uncomfortable ‘Urf!’
Flying to his home in Kansas, he took off the boots and winced at his mother. “Mom, I don't think these are quite right yet.”
Rome wasn’t built in a day. Neither was a superhero’s costume.
