Oh Man... that was... yeah that was something Bart could empathize with. There had been times that he thought he was going to run so fast that he would be ripped apart-- in fact, several times the Speed Force had tried to pull him into it, to claim him for itself; like a sailor on a turbulent sea.
Bart shifted his weight momentarily, then nodded as if something had just been decided. "Okay- I'm going to go talk to my Uncle, he's a police officer, he might be able to get you out of here. And I'm gonna talk to the Flash because he'll know how he can help with your speed." Bart glanced at the wrap sheet again, committing Tommy's contact information to memory the second he looked at it, then flashed him a bright grin and- adopting his best Terminator voice- said, "I'll be back!" before dashing off to make good on his promises to Tommy.