.. this is Mandi Steele!" His voice firmed up and he very clearly and
in a strong tone repeated, "Mandi Steele!"
The crowd gasped and there were a few shouts, but not because of Paul's
introduction. Mandi had shifted the car from her shoulders upward and was now
holding it by its frame at arm's length above her head.
With a pause as he glanced back at her, Paul continued speaking by reading
from a prepared note, detailing her accomplishment of the day by which she saved
downtown Atlanta from a similar Crown Victoria packed with explosives.
WNN's camera guys continued circling Mandi at the extreme edges of the stage
as the woman with the mike bit her lip and dared herself to step forward to
speak with a smiling woman who was holding a car rock-steady over her head and
who wasn't touching the stage.
To the woman with the mike, Mandi quietly said, "Catch me outside when I put
the car down."
The woman nodded and stepped back as Mandi flipped the car onto its nose and
grabbed the front axle, then flipped it completely end over end and caught it at
the same point.
Some people in the front rows screamed and a couple of them fainted.
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