Once Thuro was riding the batmobile along the dark alleys, chasing some thugs who had stolen tons of money from a bank. Thuro pressed the accelerator to the extreme, inched closer to the robbers' bikes. He was about to catch them, when nature's call alarmed in his pants. He had a park behind a shop for a pee. It took him two hours to get out of that skin tight bat-suit. But by then Superman caught the crooks.
Thuro went in exile in the caves, retired from fight crime, n now plays chess with the bats.