John grinned and headed for his a place he could take off.
He was having a good day and a nice flight would do him good. But he wasn't too far away when he heard a screech and honking. He turned already changing, to see Johnny in danger of being squished rather flat, messily.
Rippling into his costumed form, he shot across the distance faster than the eye could see and when the car ht the curb and bounced up, arcing toward Johnny, John was there, or rather, the Bronze Wraith was.
He caught it in mid-air, grounded just so, and using his powers to negate the momentum, and then gently lowered the car, his heat vision sending a tight burst into the engine to knock it offline for now.