A young man wearing a windbreaker jacket and awkwardly holding a crowbar spoke first.
He looked well in windbreaker coat, cap, leather puttees, and his knickers were genuine Scotch plaid.
She ducked under a branch and he caught her by the hood of her windbreaker.
She took off again and he balled the windbreaker up in his fist and took off after her.
He shucked his windbreaker because it would be more encumbrance than help in the showdown.
