Sunday, September 30, 2007
Oh good grief!
Cliff rides the grandson's dirt bike (that has no seat)
I heard the grandson's noisy dirt bike and looked out the door to see what he was doing. It was Cliff riding it! Men are eternal boys.
"That thing's got some go-power," Cliff said as he got off, grinning.
"Do you think he'll kill himself on it?"
"Oh, no doubt."
Gee, thanks for the reassuring words, Cliff.
Arick has a seat ordered for it, and then the two "boys" will be able to ride in earnest. I guess it's pretty uncomfortable, sitting right on the bike like that... or standing.