His name, Buzz, fits. He can buzz along at 40 miles an hour when his genetic memory moves him.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I am Buzz Lightyear!
Buzz has reduced my range. Running safely with him means using fewer and shorter routes, with multiple laps per day or multiple returns there per week. Neither of us minds repeating ourselves. This is what runners do.
I just love having a buzz all the time, regardless of the consequences.
I actually had a buzz cut all the way to my junior year in college. I would just buzz my head with a one-guard all over, and then I started growing it out. When I had Tommy John, that was the last time it was buzzed. I've grown it ever since then.
No matter what your age, gender, politics, nationality, social or financial standing, every single person inhabiting the planet Earth has the same reaction to him: 'Holy crap, Buzz Aldrin, you went to the moon!'
The buzz is still with me. I get goose bumps.
Knowing lots of answers but being a millisecond slow on the buzzer is indeed very frustrating.
In the very traits of his temperament, which have a considerable effect on his life of soul, a person bears within him qualities and impulses that have an obvious connection with those of his physical ancestors.
A bee is never as busy as it seems; it's just that it can't buzz any slower.
Buzz is not what I am looking for.