The Ringing Dome

Scrambled straight down the porch rail and landed smack on a fat rubber pedal! Up, up, up the cold metal frame I scurried, clinging tight until I hauled myself onto the textured handlebar. Right next to my nose: a shiny chrome dome with a tiny thumb lever! Curiosity took over—WHAM! I slammed my paw down on the metal tab. Clink—TRRR-PINGGG! Whoa! The whole bell shuddered, sending wild ticklish vibrations buzzing right through my paw stuffing! My ears whipped back, bracing for impact. No blast! Just glorious spinning noise! Ding-ding-diiiing! I can make this giant two-wheeler sing!