Tonight after dinner the Grandkids and myself went out riding popping wheelies and racing around a near-by parking lot. The Grand-daughter riding way to fast for my comfort but having a great time. I notice her bike making a clunking and rubbing noise and once home I comment that I wonder what”s wrong with her bike. She says “come here I”ll show you” and points to the huge bulge in her tire where it is ripped and the tube pushing through. She then tells me that it happened on the way to the grocery store with Grandma earlier today and ends her story with “I didn”t do it” as if she thought she”d be in trouble.
Also tonight the two Grand-sons discovered they were able to ride an old 26″ Schwinn that I was riding.