Mona Lethal, #15
2006 Freshest of the Fresh Meat
“Vincere Vel Mori!” is the roar from the lips of Mona Lethal #15, as she skates headlong into combat waving the banner of Grave Danger. For those of you who may have let your Latin lapse, that translates into “Conquer Or Die!” and that battle cry sums up the life’s work of this terrifying flat track warrior. She eats her mac-and-cheese in bowls made from the skulls of her fallen eight-wheeled adversaries. As a blocker, she has turned her dispatching of derby foes into an art form, and as a jammer she makes weaving through a hostile pack look pretty as a picture.