"With luck, he'll be stopping dead in a few seconds," Ed replies to Owen, climbing over Gwen to open the door of the SUV, leaning out to get a line of sight on Blowfish Dude. "I'm taking out his tyres." Then he claps his hands, stabilizes himself by getting a good grip with his left hand on something stable but as low to the floor of the SUV as possible, and leans down to flatten his hand-of-steel against the pavement for just long enough to transmute a set of road spikes a little bit down the road from Blowfish Dude's car.