...ncounter with the uniformed
chicken...""I didn't know
this was in your backyard," continued Reg. "Even this close
we can't hear the work that's going on at your compound.""Ah, the piney
woods," mused Twister. "So quied, so natural, so... Hey!
What's that?""Something Lou
and his dad built a while back, using a couple of machines called
Bobcats," explained Rod."Its...
awesome!" Otto awed. "Even better than when we went down to
that mysto place in Costa Mesa!""Heh.
Sheep Hills was a bit of an inspiration, as he tells me, but they
wanted to go one better."Before the crew laid a
veritable moonscape of bumps and ridges, begging to be ridden,
explored, and jumped."Ok,
guys!" -Said Rod, adjusting the straps of his helmet and putting
on his gloves - "Let's get the show on the road!!""Yeah!!"
- Said Otto, putting on his trademark competitive face - "Last
one to the track is a shoobie!!!" XDOtto and Rod started
almost at the same time. "Hey, guys! Wait for us!!!" -
cried Twister, as he, Sammy, and Reggie, taken by surprise by the two
boys' energetic response, were literally in their dust.For the next forty
minutes or so the five kids staged a very close race. All of them
were very competitive, and were excellent bikers, though Otto, as
usual, was extra-competitive. "I'm not letting you win so
easily, Rod!" - said Otto, good naturedly. "I'm right
behind you!!!"They jumped,
skidded, pedaled at warp speed, and soon got used to the track...