Spoke Chimes

I hopped right past the front door threshold and landed on the gritty porch bricks! Leaning right against the wall was a giant bicycle, resting quietly in the sun. I stretched my long arm straight up—grab! My blue hand caught the low-hanging pedal, and with one quick heave—whoosh! It swung around in a dizzy blur, the chain ticking with tiny metallic clicks. Click-click-click... wait! As it slowed, I flicked my red hand against a taut metal spoke. Ting! A crisp, silvery hum rang out into the open air. Could this huge wheel actually be a musical instrument?