On nice days, he will go twice, on poor days, he will go once.
If I would let him, he’d go three times, with the first trip to the McDonald’s drive-thru for his coffee, but I won’t (because the cars wouldn’t see him and he’d get squished).
If WalMart let him, he’d cycle around their store every day, popping DVD’s into its basket along with a can of chili, a bag of chips and a coke, ‘to keep up my energy.’
Yes, he is tickled with his shiny red bike.
Car-man installed it last night. “Do you think he will like it?” He asked, as he set the display to read the speed, distance, and time.
“Yes, Car-man, I think he will like it a lot.” I replied.
As we went on the last bike ride of the day, we both heard Banana-man calling out his speed as he cycled to the bike path, “3! 3.5! 3.2!…”
Car-man is a Happy-maker 😉