Hiya. My name's Jack and I've got autism. Now, before you even think about giving out any sympathy after that comment, don't bother! You see, my mum and dad have always told me that my autism is my superpower and I never really understood why. But then, by chance, I happened to meet the Prime Minister, who needed some help with a bit of a crisis that was threatening the very future of our planet, and in his time of need, who did he turn to? Funnily enough, it was me. Little eight-year-old Jack Griffin who just happens to be autistic. I'll be honest, this was not an easy job, with weeing statues, explosive vegetables and assassination attempts, I probably let myself in for a bit more than I bargained for. But when the future of the world is in your hands, you can't really say no, can you?