I am a forensic scientist with a reputation for being very slow, deliberate, and frequently late, which frustrates my fiancee. One night, as I am preparing to leave work, a lightning bolt shatters a case full of chemicals and spills them all over me. As a result, I finds that I can run extremely fast and have matching reflexes. I don a set of red tights sporting a lightning bolt, and dub myself the Flash, and become a crimefighter of Central City. In my civilian identity, I store the costume in my ring, which can eject the compressed clothing when I need it and suck it back in with the aid of a special gas that shrinks the suit. In addition, I invented the cosmic treadmill, a device that allows for precise time-travel and was used in many adventures. I am so well liked that nearly all speedsters that come after me are constantly compared to me. Batman once said "(The Flash) is the kind of man that I would've hoped to become if my parents hadn't been murdered".
