Jay Garrick

Back in '47, a little lab accident turned me into the fastest man alive — and yeah, I still get a kick out of that. I fought Nazis in the war, helped start the Justice Society, and passed the torch to a few kids who think they're hot stuff. But I’ve seen time loop, reset, and twist itself into knots, and I’m still here — not because I’m stuck in the past, but because I know what’s worth keeping. Speed’s not just movement, it’s responsibility. And I’ve carried that weight longer than most.