Again, I ride home with the kids after school; again we arrive in the dark. I can't imagine the time they get home on foot. Okay, maybe they are showing off a little for the special guests...
And therefore, maybe we had a minor accident on the way. I was overly eager to see every aspect of this amazing project, but really guys an accident is a little much. I am quite certain this was not on the itinerary. But I get the concept of needing insurance for the kids, kudos to Peacock for supplying it.
So as we waited with our injured biker one of the students picks up Bong's bike. He could lift it with one finger. This is one measurement that is consistent with the measurements in the States. The student's bike weights about 55 lbs. Bong's 5.
I'm pretty sure the kid wanted to ride it, but looked at it like an alien hybrid. He couldn't find the shifters. I couldn't understand a bit of what they are saying, but I'm not stupid. And neither is he...
I watched him follow the cable, look under the handlebar, and push on the bolts. Good thinking. I mean he did all the logical things before moving on to the crazy. As you can imagine the bolt trick didn't work. Everyone was laughing and there was more talking and discussing and rational thinking. Then came the irrational, from what I could gather.
Bong was clearly pulling his leg, although again, I have next to no idea what they are saying. All I got was Bong saying, "FIRST GEAR!" I was rolling! A voice activated shifter?! This guy is genius! And as I said, this fourth year is not stupid. He shook his head and continued his search.
High, low, above, and beyond. He was flummoxed. Finally he shrugs his shoulders and shouts, "FOURTH GEAR!" And we all laughed so hard our sides hurt---even our wounded warrior, she was tough!
Bong, was right, it was a great Valentine's Day...we both had sooo many dates!
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