Riding Bikes

A couple months ago, I was riding my bicycle down the country road on which I live when an 8 year old girl flagged me down. I asked her what she wanted, and she told me she wanted to race on bikes. I didn't think she'd be allowed riding on the road, so I asked where we could race. She points to this huge dirt hill driveway beside her house. I told her I was too scared, that I thought I would wreck. She asks me how old I am, and when I reply, she tells me she's much smaller than me and she does it all the time. So, I raced her and her 5 year old sister down this hill several times. It turns out they didn't go all the way to the top. I never won. I was constantly putting on the brakes. I never asked these girls their names. They never asked mine. After we raced a few times, the 8 year old girl asked her grandma if it was alright if I stayed a while. She said it was okay. After racing some more, they invited me to come into a barn. There was a rope swing in there. The 5 year old girl had me spin her around on it, but after that, their grandma said to come out of the barn. By that time, a car had pulled up in the driveway, making it difficult to continue racing. The girls went to complain but didn't get anywhere with it. They both got called inside. Turns out, 3 guys about my age had come in the car. They were punkish with dyed hair and piercings. I told them the story about how this girl flagged me down to race. One of the guys told me they weren't allowed to be riding down that hill. I told them I was sorry, that I didn't know. After speaking a few minutes, I just said, "Well, I guess the girls won't be offended if I just go ahead and go...?"	Miscellaneous Page Homepage
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A couple months ago, I was riding my bicycle down the country road on which I live when an 8 year old girl flagged me down. I asked her what she wanted, and she told me she wanted to race on bikes. I didn't think she'd be allowed riding on the road, so I asked where we could race. She points to this huge dirt hill driveway beside her house. I told her I was too scared, that I thought I would wreck. She asks me how old I am, and when I reply, she tells me she's much smaller than me and she does it all the time. So, I raced her and her 5 year old sister down this hill several times. It turns out they didn't go all the way to the top. I never won. I was constantly putting on the brakes. I never asked these girls their names. They never asked mine.

After we raced a few times, the 8 year old girl asked her grandma if it was alright if I stayed a while. She said it was okay. After racing some more, they invited me to come into a barn. There was a rope swing in there. The 5 year old girl had me spin her around on it, but after that, their grandma said to come out of the barn. By that time, a car had pulled up in the driveway, making it difficult to continue racing. The girls went to complain but didn't get anywhere with it. They both got called inside. Turns out, 3 guys about my age had come in the car. They were punkish with dyed hair and piercings. I told them the story about how this girl flagged me down to race. One of the guys told me they weren't allowed to be riding down that hill. I told them I was sorry, that I didn't know. After speaking a few minutes, I just said, "Well, I guess the girls won't be offended if I just go ahead and go...?"

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