Answer:
I turn around once. What is out will not get in. I turn around again. What is in will not get out.
Sometimes I fly as fast as the speed of light. Sometime I crawl as slow as a snail. Unknown until I am measured but you will certainly miss me when Iām gone.
I am black white and read all over.
I go through a door but never go in, and never come out. What am I?
Digital white-out.
What made Cyclops quit teaching?