Bicycle Summit

Eight minutes on the clock—time for a full outdoor expedition, buddy! I bolted through the garden gate straight onto the pavement and spotted a giant metal bike leaned against the brick wall. High perch alert! Simon says: conquer the summit! I threw both paws onto the rubber pedal, but it spun backward! No stopping me! I scrambled, kicked, and shimmied straight up the angled metal frame until I hauled myself onto the wide leather saddle. Massive panoramic view of the entire street! Right beside the handlebar sat a shiny chrome bell. I lunged and whacked the thumb lever with all my weight. DING! A glorious, vibrating power-ring echoed down the block!