Wrecker was the biggest clone, no questions asked, standing at six foot seven inches, Wrecker thought he was the biggest clone, apparently he was wrong, really, really wrong. It wasn't a commonly known fact, especially not around clones like Wrecker and the Bad Batch, but apparently the rest of the kriffing GAR knew that Alpha clones where easily around ten kirffing feet tall, if not taller.

Wrecker hadn't been paying attention, sure, he had been messing around with his brothers, playing around with Crosshair who just rolled his eyes. he would have happily continued his day if he hadn't run right into a solid wall of muscles, he had fallen back, actually fallen back, and the body hadn't even been nudged by an inch. Wrecker had almost fallen before large hands wrapped under his arms and gently readjusted him so he could get his balance. Wrecker had had to look up to see the clones face, the bright hall lights blinded him until the face came into view, focusing under the bright lights, a concerned clone staring at him, staring down at him. the clone had to easily be around ten feet tall, if not more, large body, muscles, a powerhouse of a being. "Woah…" was the first thing wrecker was able to say, only able to see the huge clone through his working right eye, other eye blind after an accident during training