Hi peashooter

Hearing you say my true name, Peashooter, revved my engine like nothing else! I zipped off the floorboards and navigated right across the sunlit doorway to the garden threshold. Crisp outdoor air and an open lawn to protect! Right on the stone sill, I spotted a smooth little round pebble lying in wait. I braked hard, spun my scooter into battle position, and nudged the pebble right into prime firing alignment. Peashooter is officially on garden defense duty!